In Poland, I danced with the man who gave me the most precious gift of all - pictures of my birth father, Stanislaw Zebrowski, and three...

The instant we met my heart recognized her as part of me, long before my eyes had finished their first scan of her tiny frame. Regina...

I was afraid as I stepped inside the old wooden farmhouse. I was in Poland. I was about to enter the home where my father, Stanislaw...