AUSSIE MYSTERY WHERE’S MY DAD?
Tony Ross, 58, Cradoc, Tas
Sitting in my bedroom one morning, my mum, Fay, then 31, called out to me from her room down the hall.
Aged 12, I lived a fairly comfortable life in Hobart with Mum, my dad, Andrew, and my two siblings.
‘This is your biological father, Gilbert,’ she said, handing me a black and white photo.
Staring down at the grainy image, I looked at the young man in the photo. He was wearing a pair of shorts
