My mom was still in love with her second husband, Warren Lee Lewis, after she had married her third, Edward Hodge Pegram. It turns out that she had a lieason with Warren Lewis and I was the product. Having no DNA tests back in 1949, she didn't know my paternity. I was told my dad was dead, but after I found the father listed on my birth certificate, Ed Pegram, in 1979, I assumed he was my father. I wouldn't learn the truth until October 2015, at 65 years old. I learned through the internet from my half-sister, Susan Lewis King. Turns out we went to junior and senior high school in Jacksonville, FL, and we didn't know of our kinship. I have four half-siblings in all, two boys, two girls. It was such a taboo at the time, my mom, and grandparents hid it from me my entire life. I never got to meet my real dad, but I knew Ed Pegram 14 months before his death. My mom was questioned about it before her death, but she just said "it's possible." I don't hate my mom for this. In the end of her life she gave me a great gift of a new family to explore. My entire genealogy is wrong on my paternal side. It will need to be corrected.
I've been into genealogy since 1979. I got into it to find my father. I was raised an only child by my mom, and maternal grandparents. I was told my dad was dead. However, through genealogical research, I found my assumed father, Edward H. Pegram, in 1979, and knew him 14 months before he died. Thirty five years later, I was astonished to find out that Ed was not my father after all, and that my true paternity was the result of a liaison between my mom and her second husband, Warren L. Lewis. I found out through one of four half siblings through the internet. So one-half of my genealogical tree will need to be corrected. I have no bitterness over this. Instead, I feel that right before my mom's death, she gave me a great gift, that of a new identity and family. Most of the pictures I've uploaded were of my maternal ancestry. Some were that of what I thought was my paternal family. The other pictures are no kin to me, but pictures of other individual persons I found in antique stores. I retired early due to illness, but I've done a lot in my life. I've had many occupations, LPN, Travel Agent, Secretary, and Commercial Writer. Since I've retired, I've rekindled my creativity painting and writing. However, for twenty five years I was caretaker to my grandmother and mother until they passed away.