So, Zac and i have exchanged a couple of emails, although his memories are foggy, he remembers me, my dog, the car, the old house and some of the things we used to do.
He's happy to be in touch, and to hear some happy stories from his otherwise traumatic childhood. As well as that, he is delighted to have a "new" brother and sister.
One of my life's ambitions was to track Zac down, and it has left me on such a high, even my back can't depress me :-)
Anyway, off to Albany to see the specialist
Back in a couple of days Ignore implied linkiness, LJ is being a pain in the arse