Time To Leave

As he was all grown-up now, it was time for Steve Jr. to leave his parents’ home for further studies related to software in the University. He had a perfect childhood with completely understanding parents, who always believed in his dreams and encouraged him to do what he likes. The young boy was sad to leave his parents behind but was also quite excited about the new life that lied ahead of him. Even at this point, he had no clue that soon his past will stand face to face with him.

Not Interested In Past

“We belonged to an adoptee/birth parent clearinghouse (ALMA) that connects people who are looking for each other but never received any messages. When Steve turned 18, we asked him if he wished to continue registering on the site and he declined,” his father said in an interview. But Steve’s interest was soon to return about this topic.

Imagination Starts To Run Away

When Steve Jr. started living away from his parents, he started thinking about his birth parents which were a matter of laughter in his family. “With his blonde hair, blue eyes, and a light complexion,” his father explained in an interview and further added, “[he] does not strike one as being of Polynesian extraction.” This was now a confusing fact for him as the records said he was Hawaii but his features were opposite.

Unexpected Christmas

With so much going on in his mind, Steve Jr. decided to just see if he is Hawaiian or not. It was Christmas season and he got a DNA testing kit as one of his Christmas presents. Steve didn’t give it a second thought and took the test. The test result was opposite to what the Carter family assumed all this while.

Not Hawaiian

Steve received the reports and he couldn’t believe that he had Scandinavian ancestry, which meant he was European. He was hoping this will end his curiosity and will help in living a normal life but the DNA reports made him more confused than ever. Signs were pushing Steve Jr. towards his past.

Intrigue Gets The Better Of Him

Back in 2011, Steve’s eye stopped on one story as he could relate himself with the story of this African-American woman, Carlina White. As an infant, she was taken away from a hospital in Harlem, New York City. She had no idea of her real identity while growing up in Connecticut.