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DeanieWinter

My birth name is Juandine Bell Dufton born 10/30/48 aka. Deanie Winter. I am searching for and identical twin most likely lived in Meeker, Colorado in 1959 who’s father would have been the mayor or some other high official of the town or County at that time. Any Adoption or phony birth certificate, may have different birth date and may have even been changed to reflect a different year say Jan of 1949 to confuse the issue. My father was signed out of the hospital by his adoptive father William Dufton married to Evelyn Dufton as a way to get a child for his wife who’s mother befriended the Mom Evelyn Pugh and had a long history of arranging such matters as she worked for a childrens home and was forever finding homes for so called unwanted children by any means necessary both legal and not so legal, so the story goes. So I suppose when my mom at the age of 16 was found to be pregnant with twins by my father Vernon Grant Dufton it appears both my Maternal Grandmother, Ora Bell Brown & Franternal Grndmother Evelyn Dufton were in accord about giving one twin to a very close personal friend of my FGM, Evelyn Dufton at least that is my theory. The only tangible proof I have is a picture of the two twins being held in either arm of my Maternal Grandmother the day that one of us was given away which only became available to me upon my mother’s death. Less Tangible proof are events that occured in summer of 1959 a breath away from my mom’s 3rd marriage. My FGM was to take me on vacation with her by train to Meeker, Colorado and she said I would have fun as she had anther little girl she wanted me to meet. I remember being excited to go meet her. Upon leaving the train stop we went directly to the girl’s house but were told she wan’t home. We were invited in and the housekeeper and my FGM urged me to go into the little girls bedroom and play for a little while so they could talk. I was impressed with the room at the time as I had never had a room of my own, I remember a rocking chair with a longhaird dolls sitting on it, the color and kind of Chenele bedspread as I ran my fingers over it. I then noticed a whole wall of a builit-in dresser with a window in the middle with an area where pictures were sitting, I then noticed an area where three pictures had been removed as the dust was visible in the light of the window, where they had been sitting. The room in my mind was like any girl would ever dream of having. Pretty soon my FGM came in to get me, explaining that the parents of the little girl had changed their mind about our meeting each other. We went off to visit and stay with some members of the Slack family. The next day my FGM took me with her to the County Fair in Meeker, Colorado. We had just arrived when my FGM told me to wait next to a table full of pies as she needed to go speak with someone. I wanted to go look at all the tables and goodies but she said I’ll only be a minute don’t move from this table and she headed off across to the other side of room saying don’t worry it’s not far and if anyone should bother you just yell for me. I was checking out the pie table when two gray haird ladies came up to me and said Hi, and called me by a different name than mine (to this day I can’t recall what that name was) what are you still doing in town? I thought you were going on vacation. I said I am on vacation with my grandma. They said no, your dad said you and your mother were going out of town. I said Dad! I don’t have a Dad! They said well I never, what has gotten into you most certainly have a dad he is the Mayor? What is wrong with you, we just saw in church on Sunday! I guess we’ll just get to the bottom of this, whipering under their breath (what a brat) simulltaneoulsy each grabbing me by the hand, one on either side of me. I of course started screaming and yelling and trying to wrench myself away., By the time my FGM reached me, asking what’s wrong the ladies had just walked away and disappeared into the crowd. I tried to see them and point them out to my FGM. She didn’t seem to be too worried about it, and just kept saying don’t worry about it. Over the years I have made attempts to try and find her to no avail. Even ran into a stewardess while traveling to a convention in Colorado who said, wow you look just like a friend of mine, I said well I believe I do have a twin and that she lives in Colorado. She said she would get back to me before the flight ended with her friends information and or take info this occured in 1994 on a flight from Tucson, AZ to Colorado for a Dental Seminar I was attend paid for by my doctors. I tried to find her as the flight ended but couldn’t see her, and couldn’t wait around as I didn’t want to miss meeting up with my connections. What a missed opportunity. I still hold out hope to find her. I have my doubts tht she even knows she was adopted and that would means she certainly isn’t looking to find me. Even if she were to find about me and not want to meet me I would be truely okay with that. I would know that I have done everything I can do.