John Thompson 
Adopted – Me? 
So Who Do I Think I Am?

At the age of 43, during my divorce and a child custody battle, I foundout I had been adopted. Shock and disbelief changed to a gradual urgeto seek out my natural parents. Years later, I eventually found my motherhidden in a fairy-tale castle in the forest. Thats what it seemed at thetime. This then led to a sister, three brothers, a father, and an evenlarger family of cousins and their offspring. The next thirty years werea mixture of joy, relief, happiness, and fun whilst forging a new lifefor myself. Later, I experienced sadness, despair, and tragedy whilsthelping to alleviate my birth mothers mental illness and caring forand losing four parents. I uncovered a dramatic 1930s love affair and700 years of family genealogy with high-ranking seventeenth-centuryoffi cials from the Church of England. I also discovered more about mybirth father, a World War II RAF fighter pilot who nearly ended upbeing shot, escaping from Stalag Luft III, who owned a leading sockmanufacturing company in the United Kingdom, run by the familysince 1882. On the family tree, I found Victor Borge, the famousconcert pianist and stand-up comedian. Finding my new family hasbeen a very happy, rewarding, and interesting part of my life.