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I'm just going to corner my foot.

I will preface by saying that I love you very much for being my mom, obviously, and in reality, and then just going above and beyond being a mom for the last 40 years and two months. And I have a couple of questions, and there's no judgment whatsoever.
And my search for my ancestry is not about replacing you or dad at all. I'm just trying to figure out where I kind of came from.
Okay. My parents were staying over in our guest room Thanksgiving weekend, 2018.
And as my mom was going to the bathroom to brush her teeth before bed, I asked if I could talk to her downstairs, away from my dad, Richard, and my wife, and my kids, everyone. I needed to figure out how I could possibly have two half-sisters, how I was half-Irish, and how all of that was connected to what my new half-sister, Helena, had just told me, that she was conceived via sperm donor, that our father, she said, was a sperm donor.

My mother had to have some answers.

I mean, she was there at the time of conception.

After all, she was definitely my mom.

The Ancestry.com test we had both taken had proven that.

But she didn't know I had taken a second DNA test, and that I had connected with Helena,

and that I had been spending nights

messaging distant cousins

and digging through decades old medical journals

trying to understand

how I even existed at all.

We sat side by side

on the couch, our knees touching.

So this is my question for you.

Did you and Warren get any fertility help?

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Did you and Warren get any fertility help? Yeah, we did. We had trouble.
I had to have what was, my ovaries were blocked. I had to open up my ovaries.
And... Is it possible there was a sperm donor? Not to my knowledge, but that's, I can even tell you the name of the doctor.
I don't think he's alive anymore. But yes, we had trouble.
I had to to have what was, my ovaries were blocked, where they had to open up my ovaries. And it is possible it was war and sperm, as far as I know.
And we can see. It was, you were inseminated? Sounds kind of strange, not to my knowledge.
I mean, we had sex and...

But we had trouble becoming pregnant, let's put it that way.

I don't think he's my father.

Oh, he should.

If that's the case, I honestly...

I believe you.

...have no clue.

Oh, my God. Oh my God.
My mom's memory was that a doctor used a medical instrument to inseminate her with a vial of Warren's sperm to get the sperm closer to the uterus as a treatment for infertility.

But in reality, that's not what happened. Because Warren, this man I always knew to be my biological father, who had floated in and out of the shadows of my life for so long, he was not Irish.
He was

not Helena's father. This was not his sperm.
So that seemed to mean he's not my father.

And never was.

This guy who caused, like, so much emotional kind of angst

was a fucking stranger to me.

I didn't look like him.

Right.

You'd have no qualities of him.

Other than

I just always thought

maybe I'm

like a little shadier than you are,

right? Like I play poker and I

like smoke cigarettes

in college and I like

you know, but I don't so maybe that was Did you ever wonder why I didn't look like him? No. Did you ever suspect? No, I didn't.
Because, no, never did. So do you think he ever suspected that he was your father? No, I'm sure not.
He was just a deadbeat. Yeah.
And he's not my father. But.
And he's not my father. He acted that way no matter what.
In other words, I believe, we believe that he was your biological father. He was infertile, Mom.
That's why you couldn't get pregnant. He was sterile.
Sterile would be the right word. Sterile and fertile, either word works, actually.
but it was clear I'd been doing my research in the week since I made contact with Elena, learning about how infertility was addressed through donor conception back in the 70s when we were born. Sperm banks were not a big thing at the time.
This all happened in doctor's offices. There were no regulations, no transparency, and total anonymity between sperm donors and receivers.
Most doctors didn't even keep records. I'd already found evidence of some shady, medically dubious practices that might have explained why my mother thought she was being inseminated with Warren's sperm.
Do you want more information? Yeah, no, I do. So what they would do often then is mix the father's sperm with other sperm.
Really? Yes. This is like historically.
Without my knowledge? No, there's been, with the mother's knowledge generally, but I believe there's also cases where mother was not clear about it.

There's also times when doctors talk in like medical ways.

I can just imagine.

I was very emotional.

Yeah, the condition you're in.

So that I know that they, historically speaking, now I know this woman, Helena, whose picture I'll show you, who's also 40, just turned 41. The other sister was also 40.
She's two weeks old. That's kind of weird.
Why would it be the same? Because what they would often do is a medical student in the practice or a resident would use the sperm, and they would often mix with the father's sperm.

Mix with that? I've never heard of.

I know that, you know, I've no sperm donors,

but I've never heard that they would mix.

This was like in the days before sperm banks,

and it was just kind of, they were doing what they were doing

and trying to get women pregnant.

This makes a lot of sense.

Oh, my God.

This mixing thing. I learned that doctors would sometimes mix the husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband's husband learned that doctors would sometimes mix the husband's sperm, which the doctor would have known didn't work very well, with the sperm of a donor.
They did it this way because they worried that a husband might not view a child of a sperm donor as belonging to him, might leave the mother after the child was born. Mixing created enough uncertainty that he could believe he could be the biological father.
Doctors came up with more ways to amp up this idea. They'd tell parents that this donor semen would just boost the father's semen or treat it, help it work, even though that made no sense even back then.

But it did help to convince the couple, these hopeful parents, that they might have their own 100% biological child, even if that wasn't necessarily true. Doctors even told couples

to go home after the procedure and have sex right away, which cemented this idea that it

was the father's sperm at work, not the donor's. I told my mom all of this.
I also explained how I'd found my half-sister Helena, who told me what she knew. And I had started to do all of this research to figure out who my actual father is, or was.
So this is what I know about my family, right? Right. I'm Irish.
Family was called Lynch. Last name is Lynch.
They're from the county, county Cook. Actually, it's county Cork.
Give me a break. I just turned Irish.
My mom had a bunch of questions. For one, was it even possible that a doctor could inseminate her with a stranger's sperm without telling her? Now, was that legal? So this was like in the way I've been able to understand it.
This is like in the beginning of new science, right? There's not like rules or ethics to it yet. So I've been doing a lot of research and there's websites where you can try to track down your siblings.
Cause I, mom, I could have fucking dozens of siblings. I never wanted you to be an only child.
God. I showed her pictures of my new half-sisters.
Oh, God. She looks more Irish than you do.
She does. She doesn't have your nose.
This opens up so many cans of worms. This is why it opens up so many cans of worms.
But it also will never satisfy you to find out who your biological father is. I might, unless I find him.
Unless you find him. I mean, if he's alive.
Are you okay? It's like... Yeah, I'm okay.
It's, um... When I...
Yeah. What? No, I was just, like, nervous about talking to you about it.
I just didn't know. I mean, because if you, like...
I didn't know if you, like, maybe had a thought all these years and, like, didn't... No, never had a thought.
And I didn't want to, like, enforce you to... I had a thought about what I married him to begin with.
How that ever happened is beyond me. I just didn't want you to make you, like, you know, that's what I was nervous about.
Oh, no, no. Like, if you had not, yeah, told me for whatever reason, which I would have understood.
I just didn't. No, I had no knowledge.
No, none whatsoever. I would have told you.
I would have told Dad. No.
What's weird is like the sense of not knowing where my father is. Uh-huh.
He's so familiar from Warren. You know what I mean? From all those years where I didn't know where he was.
Right, right. And the curiosity about him is so familiar.
Uh-huh. But now it's like I'm just reliving a different version of the story.
You know what I mean? It's really weird. But if.
Like, both cases, they're absent fathers. Right.
For wildly different circumstances. And then it's just the fucking DNA, man, that we, I mean.
No, no clue. Just think ahead.
What happens if you do find him? And then you, A, he wants nothing to do with you. Yeah, that's possible.
Although I'd be familiar with that too. Exactly, exactly.
Which would be a real blunt. Or he turns out to be not who you had hoped him to be.
I mean. I'm a little, I feel like the fact that I have a, I mean, this one sister hasn't gone back to me.

But the other sister, I don't know if I'll have a relationship with her.

But I mean, I also, we're friends on Facebook now.

Like, so I think I got something positive out of it, regardless of how he handles it.

Yeah.

Could be married and have a phone.

Yeah, and not want...

And want anything to do with you.

Sure, sure.

He might not even...

Never told anybody, you know?

Oh, God.

But I did not know it wasn't his sperm.

That's for sure.

Did not know. I can't believe it.
I love you. I love you too, baby.
It might get even more interesting. I just don't want you to feel any more rejection.
No, I'm not. No, it's okay.
I don't think I will, even if he doesn't, like, want to... I mean, knowing a name would be...
satisfy me. I mean, I might never figure out who he is.
Right. It's totally possible.
You know, and you have to decide what makes a father, not just the sperm, obviously.

Sure.

But it is...

It's just about how I came into the world.

Yeah, yeah.

It's a fundamental question that I kind of want to answer to some degree.

All right.

I'll give you a hug

My mom and I went upstairs to the guest room where my dad,

the dad who raised me and adopted me, Richard, was reading in bed.

Do you want me to tell him?

Yeah.

Okay, honey.

Ready for this? You need to give give 100% attention to this investigative reporting. You know the definition of a good father, right? You're the definition of a good father.
Has nothing to do with it. I'm not looking for a new father by any stretch of the imagination.
I love you. Don't worry about it.
I'm dead. But based on that ancestry test that I took just to find out what country I'm from, I now know with near certainty that Warren was not my father.
My mom interjected, telling my dad that she had trouble conceiving and that she had sought fertility assistance I remember the doctor I went to, this very kind man he inseminated me with what I thought was warrants But the way they used to do it in the 70s when they were first developing sperm donations and they would mix it, mix the husband's sperm with a medical resident's sperm, medical students. And I found this out through one of the two half-sisters I've identified, this woman, Helena, who's my half-sister.
So this fucking guy, who's caused me considerable angst on and off over the last 40 years, was just a fucking stranger. I love it.
I love it, he whispers. This reaction, this realization that Warren was very possibly not my father and was not Richard's grandchildren's grandfather was perfect.
Now you can feel less bad about the fact that you have no contact with him. I sort of regret the amount of emotional energy it was spent on him.
Yes. On a stranger.
Nobody could be more my child than you. Right.
My grandchildren are my grandchildren. Right.
Yeah, I know. No, it doesn't.
This is a funny thing about this, right? It doesn't matter in reality, right? I have my parents. I have a loving family.
It doesn't matter. But on the other hand, it sort of is the reason why I exist.

So in that sense, it matters.

You know, it's a weird dichotomy.

It's crazy.

Listen, I got to find it out.

I may never find out who he is.

Right.

So I got to find it out.

I don't know if I will.

Unbelievable. I have find it out.
I don't know if I will. Unbelievable.

I have an Irish kid.

Yeah, I'm the least

Jewish person in this house.

That's fucking crazy.

Thank you for telling me. Of course.
Thank you for telling me Of course

Thank you for listening

Come here son

I want a kiss

Love you

I love you too

There's your show I was so relieved to get this off my chest,

to finally have this conversation with my mom

and to connect with her in a way that normal life doesn't really make space for.

I still didn't know what happened, but my mom dropped something that night.

A clue. A name.
I wonder if Dubrovner's alive. Dubrovner.
That's the doctor. Where was it? Where was his? He was in Manhattan.
Might have been at NYU. I remember very few names.
I know. It's amazing you remember this name.
This is very important. Because he was such a wonderful doctor that he was an important man.
She told me, really. Because he was kind and he was helping us.
He was helping us. He was helping us become pregnant.
Never in a million years would I have thought that this is how this occurred. Oh, God.
Right away, I pulled out my phone and started searching. Dr.
Charles Dubrovner? D-E-B-R-O-V-N-E-R. Oh, my God, he's still alive.
Devoted much of his professional career to helping couples challenge with reproductive difficulties and infertility to achieve their dreams of a family. So he's still alive.
Then I found mention of Dr. Dubrovner in an online registry for donor-conceived people.
People apparently like me, looking for their biological families. They'd post what year they were born and where

they were donor conceived and the name of the OBGYN, hoping to find siblings or the donor himself. Does it say without the patient's knowledge? I mean, must be.
there's a guy who is a sperm donor

who posted saying he donated

four No. Must be.
There's a guy who is a sperm donor who posted saying he donated for Dr. Dubrovna from 1981 to 1983.
And why did he post it? He was working at medical school. Okay.
And why did he post it? Does he want to see his kids? He wants to find his kids. Really? He could have like a dozen kids Exactly

Never dawned on me

Never

I can't believe he's alive

Wow

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After my mother told me the name of the doctor who inseminated her in an office on the east side of Manhattan sometime in the fall of 1977, I scoured the internet for Charles Dubrovna and for any clue about how sperm donation worked in those early days. I learned that the first successful artificial insemination happened in 1884.
It was in Philadelphia. When a doctor found that the semen of a woman's husband was void of sperm, he inseminated her with a rubber syringe full of the semen of a man the doctor thought to be the most attractive of his medical students.
The mother was never told, and thought she gave birth to her husband's baby. Nearly 100 years later, in the 70s, doctors were still getting donors from the pool of men most available to them.
Medical students and interns and residents working in their practices or hospitals. But there were clues that even this was not a hard and fast rule.
Doctors never expected the resulting children to ever know the identity of their fathers. They advised that children never be told that a donor was involved in creating them.

Of course, a few decades later,

we map the human genome,

we get the internet,

we swab the insides of our cheeks for DNA samples,

send them off to a direct-to-consumer DNA company,

and find out in a matter of weeks where in the world our ancestors came from

and who all of our relatives are. No one could have imagined that.
It was fascinating and kind of amusing to learn the very unusual way in which I was conceived. I'd be up late at night doing this research.
I remember lying in bed with the laptop open while my wife Deborah was next to me scrolling through pictures of Japanese pottery on her phone. I badgered her with each new discovery in my crash course on 1970s infertility treatments.
Like when I learned I was born in the so-called fresh era, back when most mothers received fresh, recently discharged sperm, not frozen. I mean, this sentence is crazy.
I was frozen, comma, 1980, but my social sis was fresh, 1982. Like that is nonsense.
Now we can translate that. Her father's sperm was frozen in 1980, but her social sis, oh, the sister she grew up with got fresh sperm and she got one DC so far, which means donor conceived.
I read a post from a DC person who had found 38 siblings. Born 1945 to 1971.
Our estimated numbers are startling. We're meeting up in New

York City next weekend. I love spending time together.
What? There must be people,

siblings that are 27 years apart. Wow.
That guy had great sperm. That's some fresh sperm.

Sure is.

I was also researching Charles Dubrovner, the doctor who had treated my mom in 1977.

Was he mixing sperm? And was he using his own sperm?

You hear a lot of stories these days about doctors who use their own sperm to impregnate their patients

without the You hear a lot of stories these days about doctors who use their own sperm to impregnate their patients without their knowledge or consent. DNA tests in recent years have revealed this happened across the globe.
But I soon found a YouTube video where Dr. Dubrovna talks about his life.
In it, he explains how he grew up as an Orthodox Jew. So he was Ashkenazi Jewish, not Irish.
Therefore, he was not my father. Eventually, I found this tiny private Facebook group made up of people whose mothers went to Dr.
Dubrovna's office for fertility issues. All had recently discovered that they were donor-conceived, just like me.
I was not the only one in this situation. All of these people in the Facebook group were looking for biological fathers and siblings.
I shared my story. It was nice to have this larger community of people who knew exactly what I was going through.

Some of them said they'd actually spoken to Dr. Dubrovna.

They said he'd take my call.

And then they gave me his phone number.

Wow, I am, uh...

Alright, I'm just gonna do this.

I'm nervous as hell.

My heart is beating out of my chest.

Please enjoy this Verizon Rainback tone while your party is reached. Hello? Hi there.
I was calling for Dr. Dubrovner, please.
Speaking. Hi there.
My name is Matt, and I was given your number by women I met on Facebook whose mothers had you as their doctor some time ago. And I just learned I

was likely conceived in your office back in 1977. And I'm just learning this now, 40 years old, and I would love to just chat with you for a couple of minutes to find out more.
This was all kind of new information to me, as you can imagine. I'm 40.
I turned 40 in July. Dr.
Dubrovner spoke to me graciously for about 40 minutes. He was no longer practicing medicine.
He was in his 80s at this point, but he was keeping busy lecturing on bioethics. Here was a doctor who may have inseminated my mother with a donor's sperm without her full knowledge.
Based on what my mom remembered, she had no idea I was not Warren's biological son. I laid all of this out to Dr.
Dubrovna, and he later agreed to a video interview with me to tell me what he knew on the record. Does this face look familiar? Do you remember it from 42 years ago? I had a different view at that time.
You essentially created my life. I mean, and for how many thousands of other people? Do you have any idea how many lives you helped to create? No, I don't.
But it's a fair number considering, as I say, we used fresh semen from 1965 to 1986. All right.
So that's right there. That's 30 years.
Now, in 30 years of doing inseminations, figure whatever kind of multiplier you have, it gets up to a fairly large number. If you're doing two inseminations a week or five a month or whatever you want to say, it's a lot of numbers.
It's very gratifying. And then we have children, and then that's also life's created.
My two kids exist because of this technology that you employed at the time. Yes, sir.
Of course, my kids also don't know who their grandfather is because of how this technique was shrouded in secrecy. The donors, the mothers, the mother's husbands.
Dr. Dubrovner told me no one signed any paperwork at the time to indicate that they knew and agreed to what was happening.
So, no, he had no records and no idea who my father was. And that's exactly how it was intended.
Where did you find the donors? The donors were students that I had taught, medical students, or more often residents in OBGYN that I had worked with over the four years of their residency.

and I had an opportunity, one, to know them as people in terms of people that I was teaching, so to speak,

and watching under the fire of various kinds of emergencies,

things of that sort, and decide at that point,

well, that would be somebody I would like. people that I was teaching, so to speak, and watching under the fire of various kinds of emergencies,

things of that sort,

and decide at that point,

well, that would be somebody I would like to be my father, so to speak.

And those are the donors I would choose.

The doctor chose my father,

based in part on how he performed handling medical emergencies.

So I knew my father was Irish,

Thank you. on how he performed handling medical emergencies.
So I knew my father was Irish, and now I knew he likely became a doctor who was apparently cool under pressure. We would offer them the astounding compensation of $20 for a semen specimen, which was probably a lot of money at that point, but they very much appreciated it.
And very much, they were very happy with the idea when we talked about it to help somebody, to help a couple, because that's why they were in medicine in the first place. It was a win-win situation as far as that's concerned.
Dr. Dubrovner told me that the donors were matched to the blood type and physical characteristics of the husband.
Another criteria was physical appearance. Tell me about that.
What did you base that on? Well, obviously there were two situations. One, I was looking at any given time for a personal donor for a specific couple.
One, I would have to like the physical characteristics of the husband. He didn't have to be handsome, but he had to be relatively good-looking, let's say that.
I like this idea of having a good-looking father, I guess, but it was strange to hear him talk about this extraordinary power that he had, choosing a new human being's genes, altering generations to come, with the sort of casualness of picking out well-ripened vegetables at the farmer's market. I was very, very interested in matching as much as possible the physical characteristics of the donor to the characteristics of the husband whose semen he was going to be replacing.
I was very anxious to have the hair color match, the eye color match, and the blood type match. Because at that particular point, my goal was to make the donor anonymous to the couple, but the husband anonymous to the world, unless the couple decided to make the fact that he was not the real father of the child public.
At that particular point, a great percentage of the couples had decided that they weren't going to tell anybody, including the child. Do you remember your thought about that at the time, that the husband would be as anonymous as possible to the world and therefore to his would-be child.
I think that the feeling was that there was a certain virility, a certain strength, a certain ability to accomplish this task of impregnating your wife and being the father of a child that was a positive. The feeling was, perhaps even by myself, but certainly among the couples, that the father being known as unable to do so was a negative that they would wish to avoid.
And therefore, they didn't want to know that the father of the child wasn't the biological father. And I considered at that particular point,

and maybe I was wrong to an extent, that the husband, the wife, and the donor were the three

people that I was most interested in at that particular point. I was anxious to have a healthy

child, but what the situation might be with the child as an adult was really not something I was

perhaps factoring to the equation at that point. Well, the situation with me as an adult was that I suddenly didn't know who my father is.
And I wanted to. And I thought I had the right to know.
But he couldn't tell me who he was. And that was by design.
It's four or five decades of hindsight, so a lot has happened, personally and globally and technologically and scientifically. How do you look back on it, that idea of the child not knowing? I do not regret making it possible for the couple to make that decision for themselves.
And I really thought at that point that we were doing absolutely the right thing. And it was not until Ancestry.com and 23andMe that there became another way of identifying the fact, other than hair color, eye color, and blood type, that there was another way of identifying parentage that didn't exist 25, 30, 40 years ago when we were doing these things.
I still marvel at perhaps how important the need to know one's exact ancestry actually is. I think that the single biological event is important, but far more important is what you're knownbe father, who raised you and supported you and taught you and did everything that a good father should do, was far more important than whoever was who contributed the sperm.
I agree with that. My dad, Richard, who is not related to me biologically, was more important to me personally than whoever this Irish medical student might have been.
But I hate the fact that the baby was never taken into account. The baby who would one day want to know the truth about where they came from.
The truth about whether their father had significant health issues that they needed to know about. The truth about whether, let me just put it this way, the girl they liked at school was really their half-sister.

But Dr. Dubrovner said one reason why the donor was to remain anonymous forever, the reason why the whole thing was designed this way, was to protect the reputation of the donor, who may have not wanted his family to know that he had fathered a child outside of marriage, and to protect the donor's financial interests in case the child wanted money in future years.
The child, me, was never a consideration. The donor would produce a specimen at the hospital, drop it in my mailbox at the hospital.
I would go over from the office and pick up the semen specimen, brought it back to the wife so that the wife and husband would never have any contact at all with the donor who I wanted to be anonymous and then do the insemination. And we would start out at that point by taking the semen and husband's semen and put into the cervix.
When that didn't work, we went further and put the semen into the uterus. We also, interestingly, requested that the husband and wife have intercourse on every night that we did insemination.
My mother remembers that. She unfortunately told me that was one of her memories.
Yes. Well, obviously, there was always the possibility that you have the semen from the donor and the semen from the husband.
We expected that the semen from the husband was not going to produce a pregnancy because it hadn't up until now, but it's always possible. So there was always that element of doubt who the real fellow was at that particular point, at least in the couple's minds.
An element of doubt. Dr.
Dubrovner says my mother definitely would have known that she was being inseminated with donor sperm and her husband would have also known. But the doctor acknowledged, given the fact that the couple was under doctor's orders to go home and have sex after the procedure, there was an element of doubt.
My mother does not remember agreeing to a donor insemination. She remembers being inseminated.
She says she thought she was getting pregnant with her husband's sperm. And I wonder if that element of doubt, this idea that possibly, maybe a small percentage, but possibly her husband could be the father, became the reality over the course of the pregnancy and in the ensuing years.
Is that possible? Well, there is interesting in our current political situation where the truth is not always the case. They have various things called cognizant dissidence and things of that sort where people sometimes believe what they want to believe as far as that's concerned.
And that might be an aspect of these things. It becomes the truth, let's put it that way.
But we took great pains to inform the couples of exactly what we were doing and why we were doing and what the chances would be in terms of success. And we, again, did talk about the fact that we couldn't guarantee that if they both had intercourse that it was either one but we did tell them that it was certainly more likely that it was not going to be and if they didn't accept that premise they shouldn't be having donor insemination.
We did tell the couples that we're going to inseminate you on three o'clock on Tuesday.

And we'd like you to arrange it that your husband will be available

so that you could have intercourse that evening on Tuesday night.

So certainly there was that possibility.

And maybe that's the possibility that she or they fixated on.

But there's no way that they should have known otherwise. Back then, Dr.
Dubrovna explained how would-be mothers tracked their menstrual cycle so the insemination would occur 48 hours before and again after ovulation. He said before donor insemination happened, the woman would have been inseminated

with her husband's sperm, with techniques like putting a cervical cap over the cervix to hold the husband's semen in place. It was only when that approach didn't work that donor semen was introduced.
This, of course, is the critical moment that my mother doesn't remember.

Regardless of what happened in that office,

regardless of what was said,

secrecy was embedded into all of this.

In most cases, the parents were aware that their child was conceived with donor sperm,

but they followed the prevailing medical advice at the time

and never told their kids.

Deceit was built into the process.

Thank you. sperm, but they followed the prevailing medical advice at the time and never told their kids.
Deceit was built into the process. Even the whole part about having sex after the procedure, Dr.
Dubrovner said that was to increase the naturalness of the whole deal, to make it seem to the couple that they were having their own fully biological child.

It's the same reason doctors would mix the husband's sperm,

which had proven to not work, with donor sperm,

and inseminated women with that mixture.

Dr. Dubrovner said he did do this mixing procedure,

but that it wouldn't have happened in my case.

He said by 1977, when I was conceived, his office had stopped mixing.

Still, I had questions.

When would this process have been done?

Why was it to further protect the father from the burden of knowing he might not be the father?

Was that why? That's right. Exactly.
Same reason. Other questions.
How come the mother of my sister, Helena, went to a different doctor? How did the sperm get to that office? And why was my other half-sister, Tara, born within three weeks of me? The doctor said he may have used the same donor for multiple pregnancies,

but given the large population of New York, he wasn't concerned that the kids would meet down the line and not realize they were siblings. And while the doctor told me he matched physical

traits of the donor and husband and would match religion upon request, how come my father

apparently had a different ethnicity from my mom's husband at the time? I had more research to do.

Thank you. match religion upon request? How come my father apparently had a different ethnicity from my mom's husband at the time? I had more research to do.
Dr. Dubrovna was helpful, but something felt off.
These pieces were not fitting together. I never was a lawyer, but I was always interested in the combination of what's right and wrong and what's truth and how it can best be handled.
Did you ever imagine that you'd be having these kinds of conversations that there'd be a website where you basically spit into a cup and ship it away to Utah and then it's put into a machine and then a website pops up and tells you who your father is and who your half sisters are. I mean, could you have ever conceived of anything like this in 1977? The answer is absolutely not.
If I had conceived of it, I would have had to disclose this situation to the couple, et cetera, et cetera. And we might have acted differently.
But no, I never even considered it never even considered it uh well thank you thank you very much uh first of all thank you for helping my mom in 1977 uh we we all would not be here having this conversation if you had not um and um appreciate you being open and honest and talking through some of these issues and some of these sort of conflicts in my mind about how things went down. Really appreciate it.
Bye. Bye-bye now.
Bye-bye. And that's where the doctor and I left things for now.
Was he remembering everything correctly? Was he being completely truthful? Why did his version of what happened differ from my mom's? Because now I knew that my biological father was not, never was, Warren. And my father was an actual stranger to me.
So I had to find him. I'd spent decades trying to connect with a man who often seemed to want little to do with me.
But I'd been banging my head on the wrong wall the whole time. Now I had an opportunity to put Warren in my past and figure out who had dropped off his genetic material in Dr.
Dubrovna's mailbox on a fall day in 1977 to finally find my father for real. So let the search begin for Irish men who would have been in medical school in the 70s,

living in New York, and are maybe now recently retired gynecologists.

Helena and I googled last names of distant cousins we found on Ancestry.com and put doctor next to that name.

Like, is there a Dr. Lynch anywhere in America?

Is he the right age? Did he go to medical school in New York? We did this for hours, days, months. I called New York University, where Dr.
Dubrovna was affiliated and spoke to someone there, asking for a registry of all medical students in the 70s. She was nice.
She said she couldn't help. Then we wondered, the other half-sister, Tara, has an Irish last name.
And Helena said I looked like Tara's father. So could her father be the donor, our father? We wrote him a letter.
We didn't hear back. In February 2019, I sent Helena a note.
The dark feeling I've had is we may never know. We may never be able to figure out what happened.
But not giving up. Months went on.
Finally, Helena and I crafted a letter and sent it via certified mail to our half-sister Tara in California. She could be the key to finding our father.
Dear Tara, we are writing to you because we both connected with you on Ancestry.com. Matt already tried to contact you on Ancestry on your website and on Instagram.
Since we didn't hear back, we looked up your address in order to write

this letter. We hope we're not being too intrusive, but we don't think you received Matt's previous

notes. So that's why we figured we'd try you this way.
I hope you're open to hearing our story.

According to Ancestry.com, we're all half siblings. Helena and Matt only connected with each other

this past September and have since begun to piece together how we could be so closely related. Matt is 40.
Helena is 41. Neither of us had any idea until recently that we would have had half-siblings.
But based on this DNA evidence and based on our conversations with our mothers, it appears that we were both conceived by sperm donors in New York City in 1977.

We don't know how much of this information you may be aware of.

If it is shocking to you, we hope that you are able to receive it as well as possible.

We certainly know it's difficult.

We're happy to tell you everything we've figured out so far, if you're willing to hear it.

We gave Tara our email addresses and waited to hear her back.

Next time on Inconceivable Truth.

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