Celebrate Ohio’s Success with Activism...

Mar 17, 2015 by

On a warm summer day in 1982, I took a day off work. Not to enjoy a day in the sun, but to make the drive to the Bureau of Vital Statistics in Columbus, Ohio to get a copy of my birth certificate. My ORIGINAL birth certificate. Thanks to an article in the local paper, I had learned just days before that I had a right to get a copy of the birth certificate that was issued at the time of my birth. As an adoptee, the only birth certificate I had ever laid eyes on contained the name of my adoptive parents. Until I read that article, I had no idea that all I had to do was make a request and that important piece of paper was mine. Because of that article,...

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