Know someone who worked at the Tikki Room, Hollywood 1968? - General Tiki

J jasonwebber Member Joined: Dec 03, 2008 Posts: 4	J jasonwebber Posted posted on Fri, Dec 12, 2008 12:52 PM I just want to thank everyone for his or her interest and support. There is something oddly familiar about the sound of the Tiki Ti. When I was 14 I learned that the man who I thought was my father, Mr. Webber, wasnâ€™t. It wasnâ€™t a shock really. My mother had already divorced him when I was 7 and we had moved some distance from him, so my relationship with this man was already estranged. No in fact it was a relief in some ways, as it explained some things. I guess in some ways I always knew he wasnâ€™t my father. It wasnâ€™t any physical differences that added speculation, as Mr. Webber was American Indian and German (my mother being Scots/Irish) so I looked very much like I could have been his son, funny enough more so than my younger brother who is Mr. Webber's actual son. No, the difference was inside and I never felt like I fit in with the Webbers. I am very much my mother's son. More like my mother than my brother is. But there is still a big part of me that is a mystery. A part that knows no side of any family I know. It is a hole in my life like I have said that I have always felt even before I knew to know. I found out this information by accident when I was 14 (eaves dropping). My mother never intended for me to ever find out really. I believe it was because of her embarrassment for messing around with a married man and then fooling another into believing I was his son when I wasnâ€™t. So what I did learn of my father was told to me in pieces over the years by a reluctant mother about somewhat subconsciously repressed memories, but the Tiki Ti does ring a bell somehow. I myself have wrestled with the decision for years about getting a hold of my biological father. Having some of the fears I hear that are common with this situation, such as rejection, fear of being worthy or wanted, ect. As well as disturbing his life or causing him troubles, as I know he was married and has children already. So I finally settled on trying to make contact looking at it this way, if I am his son, then we must have similar thoughts and feelings, and I know if the situation was the same for me, I would want to know my own son no matter who or what he was or how much troubles it might stir up from the past. I can only hope like I am my mother and am too like my father in this thought. Again I want to thank any and all for your help, continued help and any other help in the future. No, Deckhand Davy, I was never in the Navy. Why do you ask?

I just want to thank everyone for his or her interest and support. There is something oddly familiar about the sound of the Tiki Ti. When I was 14 I learned that the man who I thought was my father, Mr. Webber, wasnâ€™t. It wasnâ€™t a shock really. My mother had already divorced him when I was 7 and we had moved some distance from him, so my relationship with this man was already estranged. No in fact it was a relief in some ways, as it explained some things. I guess in some ways I always knew he wasnâ€™t my father. It wasnâ€™t any physical differences that added speculation, as Mr. Webber was American Indian and German (my mother being Scots/Irish) so I looked very much like I could have been his son, funny enough more so than my younger brother who is Mr. Webber's actual son. No, the difference was inside and I never felt like I fit in with the Webbers. I am very much my mother's son. More like my mother than my brother is. But there is still a big part of me that is a mystery. A part that knows no side of any family I know. It is a hole in my life like I have said that I have always felt even before I knew to know. I found out this information by accident when I was 14 (eaves dropping). My mother never intended for me to ever find out really. I believe it was because of her embarrassment for messing around with a married man and then fooling another into believing I was his son when I wasnâ€™t. So what I did learn of my father was told to me in pieces over the years by a reluctant mother about somewhat subconsciously repressed memories, but the Tiki Ti does ring a bell somehow. I myself have wrestled with the decision for years about getting a hold of my biological father. Having some of the fears I hear that are common with this situation, such as rejection, fear of being worthy or wanted, ect. As well as disturbing his life or causing him troubles, as I know he was married and has children already. So I finally settled on trying to make contact looking at it this way, if I am his son, then we must have similar thoughts and feelings, and I know if the situation was the same for me, I would want to know my own son no matter who or what he was or how much troubles it might stir up from the past. I can only hope like I am my mother and am too like my father in this thought. Again I want to thank any and all for your help, continued help and any other help in the future.
No, Deckhand Davy, I was never in the Navy. Why do you ask?

Post #423478 by jasonwebber on Fri, Dec 12, 2008 12:52 PM