Allison Davis
Mac Youngman was my biological father. I met him for the first time at age 12 1/2 (Dec 1974) as he signed his rights as my father over to my mother. As a 12 yr old kid, I was so very curious as to what was going on, why I had never met him before, and examining the features in his face to see if there was any resemblance between he and I. Quickly the rights were signed away in the judge's chambers with Mac and his attorney and my mother, her attorney and myself. Flash forward to my 30th birthday: My mother had happened to see Mac in Connersville, Indiana (my home town, where I was raised) and I'm not sure of the conversation that took place but when I flew in from Texas my mother told me that Mac would like to see me, talk with me, etc.
So, I contacted him as he had given my mother his contact info. I was SO NERVOUS to meet this man face to face as an adult! Meeting him on an adult level and OH the questions I wanted to ask! Nerves and excitement set in.
We met at a bar/restaurant named Mousies (which now no longer exists) in July 1992 in Connersville. I finally was able to take LONG looks at his face to try and decifer similarities between father and his ONLY daughter. Wondering, in my mind, if our pesonalities were the same or slighy different. He was a kind and gentle man, the little bit I was able to spend with him. My husband and all our children drove from Texas to come meet him while I was in Indiana. We went to Jonathon and Jacob's baseball game and then went to his farm and had fried chicken with his wife and the boys. I thought everything was going GREAT! And then, when I got back to Texas, I could never get a response from him ever again😭! I was heartbroken! At age 31, in 1993, I gave birth to my last child on Christmas day, a little red headed boy who looked just like Mac! And that son, Nicholas, now has a 4 yr old little red head whose looks favor her daddy and Mac as well. As I read the obituary yesterday my heart was soooo heavy and today I am finally able to leave my memory of my father. I know that had he decided to be a part of our lives he would have loved all of us very much as we would have loved him and his wife and children. Today, there is a hole in my heart, for a man I never really knew but was connected to by blood. I am so very Thankful that we DID get to meet and he was able to meet 4 of my 5 children. My prayers are with his family today, even though he passed in March. I pray for peace and comfort, the only one who can give TRUE peace is Jesus. Never ever take for granted the time Jesus allows you to spend with someone, it just might be your last moment with them on earth. May Mac rest in Peace. And may his family know, that I loved him, even only being able to spend a brief amount of time with him, I loved him, and his blood runs through my veins as well as thru the veins of my children and grandchildren. God Bless Virginia, Jonathon and Jacob, thankful that you all were able to have him to love.
