title: The Story of David
author:  Dion Howells 
description: In the mid-1980s, after failing to conceive their own child, Dion and Carey Howells decided to try adoption. The process was a long, often disheartening, emotional rollercoaster, but finally they were asked by the Catholic Services Bureau whether they would be willing to take part in a new procedure known as open adoption. It meant that they would know the mother of the child they were adopting, and there would be a possibility of continuing contact in the future. They decided to take the chance and adopted a newborn boy from a teenager who had been date raped. Told from Dion Howells' viewpoint, this work recounts not only his family's experiences in adopting but also their remarkably healing, long-term relationship with the child's mother. Written in a warm and easily accessible style, this fascinating story frankly addresses many of the issues surrounding the open-adoption debate. A valuable resource for those considering the adoption path. <i>Eric Robbins</i>
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  # Their Silver Wedding Journey, V2
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ### William Dean Howells
  
  
  This page copyright © 2001 Munsey's.
  
  
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  They found Burnamy expecting them at the station in Carlsbad, and
  
  
  she scolded him like a mother for taking the trouble to meet them,
  
  
  while she kept back for the present any sign of knowing that he had
  
  
  staid over a day with the Triscoes in Leipsic. He was as
  
  
  affectionately glad to see her and her husband as she could have
  
  
  wished, but she would have liked it better if he had owned up at once
  
  
  about Leipsic. He did not, and it seemed to her that he was holding
  
  
  her at arm's-length in his answers about his employer. He would not
  
  
  say how he liked his work, or how he