Photographs of Johannesburg courtesy of www.joburg.org.za - This Blog is dedictated to Emily, in the Bon Jovi "have a nice day" tour programme, there is a note at the end that says "This is the story of my life and I write it every day, and I hope you're by my side when I'm writing the last page"
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Who is my Father? Who am I?
This is a question my sisters and I have probably been asking especially in the last 20 years.
My Father
According to my birth certificate my father is : Harold James Kemp
According to my birth certificate he was born in : Sydney, Australia
According to my birth certificate he was 48 years of age when I was born.
This all becomes very interesting, however before I delve into who he was, let me tell you a bit about "our family".
ME
I was born in Durban, Kwazulu Natal in 1964, I had 2 sisters, one 6 years older than me the other 22 months. My parents had moved down to Durban from Johannesburg in 1963 after my father who had a construction company, had been offered some kind of deal down in Durban, after selling up his company and moving down to Durban, the deal never worked out and he lost all his money.
After I was born, they moved back to Johannesburg in the September, all I know was it snowed as my father had 8mm movies that he would film and we watched these in later year. I have no idea where they are now.
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