Well stated. I've never felt strongly enough about adoption to write about it. I discovered, only recently, that I was relinquished after almost a year because my birth mother really wanted to keep me, but the father couldn't make up his mind. He was a career army fellow & having a child out of wedlock in the 50s was scandalous. Plus his elder brother, a famous Jewish athlete might have pressured him to walk away.

No matter. I was a horrible person, in pretty much every regard. Much as I would like to attribute my tendency to make everyone around me as miserable as possible to adoption, I just can't quite get there. Even though, like you, I spent my first month in an incubator (having been a very small baby).

Benefit is that about five years ago I discovered having a really wonderful sister. Full sister. Army guy decided to give it one more swing. Interestingly she was relinquished within weeks, going to a family that probably didn't deserve her. So maybe there's something there. I dunno.

Good piece.