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Birth Right

October 18, 2010
By Flower City Media

Documentary Film seeks your support!

Throughout this country every day little boys and girls grow up in seemingly normal circumstances. Later in life they will come to achieve the goals and ambitions that their family and their self, have envisioned for them. But yet somehow, underneath it all, some of them will never be able to overcome the void they have carried their whole lives.

For adoptees such as myself, this void remains a very real presence in my life. Just to give you a little history about me, I was born at Rochester General Hospital October 5, 1982. A couple that tried to conceive children for many years but were unsuccessful adopted me. My mother recounts the joy and elation that was brought in to their lives that day they picked me up.

Growing up in my childhood I was always told that I was adopted. My adoption was never secret, I could look at my records and they would answer any questions that I had. Periodically through the many years of my childhood I would pull out the records and tried to read the barely legible cursive containing everything I would forever know about my biological parents. During this period of time my mother would tell me someday you might be able to meet them but it will be very hard and difficult and the odds are against you.

So I waited for years growing up in a stable environment with very loving parents. For I knew, that when I turned 18 I would find my birth parents. That day came and went as so many birthdays do and yet I was still confident that they would want to meet me. Years had passed with no luck but I was not discouraged.

I went on every website I could find them posted all my information. I remember the tedious hours spent late at night just after my 18th birthday transcribing the chicken scratch provided by my adoption agency. I was only contacted once but quickly realized, that the man contacting me could not possibly be my father. Even though he cannot possibly be my father I remember feeling rejuvenated and my efforts because finally someone reached out.

I registered with New York State’s adoption Registry in hopes that my parents would be registered as well. If they were registered the close record of my adoption would be open and I would have legal access to their names but this never happened.

I then moved on and hired a private investigator on which I spent over $3000 and waited approximately 3 years for 20 page report that clearly presents some misleading information to very little information at all. They assured me that they felt really good about my case and they made me feel confident that if I hired them maybe this would work. They were not successful in their search.

When I turned 26 a sense of urgency started creeping up on me like it’d never done before. I was about to get married and I always envisioned my birth parents attending my wedding. Also the other questions about medical issues would be important in my union with my future wife. With no medical information if our child has some terminal disease and the doctors need to know or what if I contract some terminal disease down the road and yet I can provide them nothing.

I’m 28 now and as you have just read that I’ve been searching for years. The loving and kind support for my parents has slowly vanished and now I met with ridicule about how I feel. The exact words that are usually repeated are get over it and move on with your life. Life is too short to let something consume you so. I would say to them that if this were something I could so simply dismiss I would have done it many years ago. No one would ever put himself or herself through so much work in pain and tears knowing their odds of success are next to none.

I have been very successful in my profession as a cinematographer in the Rochester area. I’ve started three different companies all of which are extremely successful. My wife and me have settled down to a house and are making plans for our future.

Throughout all these years I had contemplated making a documentary on the subject that has affected me so. To tell the stories of others who like me, have little to no information on what is public information for everyone else in New York State. Some of said that this is just another form of second-class citizenship and I tend to agree with them.

Tomorrow is the first day of production for my documentary called all my life. It will show adoption as a whole and its goals are to capture the stories of all adoptees and adoptive parents. To show the good the bad and the sometimes ugly world of adoption. A secondary goal of this film is to help educate the public to what is a little talked about issue. Most people are not aware that adoptees do not have a right to know who their biological parents are. And most people are not aware, that adoptees usually have little to no information when it comes to medical history.

I asked that all of you who read this please help support the arts on this informative non-for profit project that was just recently approved for fiscal sponsorship by fractured Atlas. We still require funding to help offset the costs of this monumental effort. You can go to Indiegogo.com and search for the project all my life or click on the link provided here: http://www.indiegogo.com/All-My-Life?a=28296&i=shlk All donations are tax-deductible and will make a real difference in the success of this project.

The last thing I ask of all of you is to please use the social media widgets on the projects website to spread the word to your friends and family and help make all my life a reality! Thank you so much for your time and your support.

Jason Darnieder

Adult Adoptee

Flower City Media


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