A deadbeat dad and his effect on others

When I was in school, the young lady I was dating was pregnant.

I was not the father. It was impossible. The pregnancy came from a previous relationship. The biological father, once he discovered that my girlfriend was pregnant, quickly dropped out of school, decided to lie low, and got a new girl friend. He then went on with his life. Not much changed for him.

As time went on, she accepted that she must do the right thing. It was a difficult and troubling time. As this was many years ago, she moved to another city, and lived in a residential

During the delivery, a shield was placed in front of her so she could not see the baby. It was a girl.

She then returned home. We stayed in touch all the time that she was gone. I could call her mother and then the message was

sent to her.

After she came back, we dated again, but, as we expected from the beginning of our relationship, we were not compatible. She was a "people person" and I am very reclusive.

We remained very good friends and I introduced her to other suitable mates. Within a year, she married a very handsome and popular young man who earned his college degree and got a job in a profession. Later she returned to school and finished her degree and landed a very good job.

I went to the wedding and sat in the back of the church. They were a happy couple that day and later had children, and they remain married.

The little girl was adopted and moved with her parents to another part of the United States.

Around school, rumors had it that I was the father.

I always worried that some day a young woman would come to my door asking if I were her father. What should I say?

The last that I knew of my former girlfriend was when I briefly saw her at a mall a few years later. Then she disappeared forever from my life.

Over the years I heard nothing, but always wondered about "life's lessons." Regardless of whether you are pro-life or pro-choice, the decision she made and the way she turned her life around has to be

commendable. Who shall cast the first stone? Aren't we all mortal? Don't we all make mistakes?

And what about the father ... the biological father? He paid nothing. Why? Because he did not want to pay and no one made him pay.

And the rest of the story?

Years later, my old girlfriend's sister walked into my office at Kirkwood College and told me what happened.

The daughter grew up and searched for her biological mother and found her. The reunion was tense. Her "mother" tried as best as she could to explain the situation, and why she made the big decision all th years ago. Unfortunately, they departed from each other filled with discomfort.

She also found the father.

He didn't miss a beat. He swooped his arms around her and I said that he always loved her and not to believe what her biological mother said.

He drove her around in his sports car for three days and nights and showed her the wonderful business he owned.

She left town with "stars in her eyes." Dad was such a good guy. Mom? Well, she was something else.

The moral of the story? I just wanted to tell you about a Deadbeat Dad and how his conduct impacted on so many other people’s lives. You have to really like this guy. He never changed at all.