What happened when a male donor met their child later on in life?

So I'm not the dad, but the kid.

My bio dad donated his swimmers and gave permission to be identified.

Didn't even have to be after 18.

I'm counting because we're not sure if we found all of us yet,

that there are 53 half siblings, all of which are his kids.

My full sister and I didn't know he were donor

babies until I was a freshman in college, and her a junior, in high school. It was a few more years

before we found out the scope of our family. As such, I never got to meet the man as he passed

away in 2018, but I've been getting to know my half-siblings, and I'm sad to have missed him.

He apparently engaged in annual reunions and was interested in getting to know my half-siblings, and I'm sad to have missed him. He apparently

engaged in annual reunions and was interested in getting to know all of the kids if they

and their families were open to it. We all support each other basically by default, even though

we didn't grow up together. What's even wilder about him is that he got national coverage for

something besides his giant flock of offspring.

The guy got married to a woman the day he met her as a competition to be his bride in the

Mall of America. It was apparently a heartfelt story and the two of them had a 20-something year

marriage with four kids that they raised themselves. The Mall of America even has a plaque with

his name on it, so you can go find him if you really try.

The man was a weirdo, but in the best way. He was kind and generous with his time, and really

seemed to care about all of his kids, or at least the ones he knew about. I was donor conceived,

along with my sister, same donor. I had a great dad who raised me and never had any desire to

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