...............Please help me find our Jason (Everett ?) My name is
Dawn.
He may possibly have a son that he doesn't know is his (Ezra); one
that he delivered himself in December of 1992 (it was complicated
then).
His Mom and step-father lived in Spring, Texas back in 1992 I know
this for sure. Off of Ella Blvd. I believe as I only meet them a few
times.
Jason's mother name was Linda (I think) but I can't remember what his
step fathers name was. If my memory serves me right as well. I think
Jason's step-father played in a small local band on occasion (guitar I
think) anyway they were wonderful people.
Jason also Had a sister that had a baby right before I did through the
use of a mid-wife also in 1992 so her son would be about 15 or 16 yrs
old or so now as well I am guessing. My details may be a little
sketchy but I don't think that they are that far off. In 1991 & 1992
Jason drove a Blue Cutlass I think and he used to wear a tye-dyed
shirt all the time. I think it was his favorite. I have a few pictures
of him in this shirt though a couple of them aren't the greatest. I
tried to copy and paste them within this post but was unable to. So if
anyone needs to see a picture I would be willing to send it. Anything
to help us find him.
In the 1990's Jason used to be a construction/painter worker  in
Houston, Texas area though I can't remember the company name off hand.
I sure wish I could though I think it would help us.
I am 39 yrs. now and our Jason is only a few years or so younger than
I. So I am guessing that he would be in the 35-39 age range now. Jason
talked one time about going to the Dallas, Texas area but I don't know
if he ever did. I have called some people through the years thinking
that it may be him but, I have as of yet to find the right one. I just
found out about this site so I am giving it a go in hopes that someone
out there might read my plea!!!!
I have also requested hospital records for myself and my son through
(Conroe Regional Hospital in Conroe, Texas) thinking that maybe it may
hold some information that could help, but no response there so far
either. I have also contacted at least one old landlord by the name of
Maydell Bridges in Splendora, Texas (a little place we lived) however
she is up in age and I have never heard a word from her. Splendora,
Texas was also the last place that Jason and I ever saw each other.  I
don't have the money for a private investigator and it gets so
expensive trying to piece everything together through the internet
sites that give you more access - supposedly!
So I am at my wits ends on things to try but, yet here I still am
after all these years....trying. I am so afraid that we will never get
the chance to see each other again.
                                                THE REST OF MY STORY
I met Jason when myself (Dawn) and my two other small children (at the
time) lived off of 414, 409 Marshall St. in Houston, Texas in the
Montrose area (I think this is the correct address. If not it is only
a door down or two).  We lived in a Big brick two story home with a
garage apartment along with several other roommates (as well all split
the rent) some of the names were Andre Burns (his father is a doctor
and they live in River Oaks), Diane, David, LeAnn Russell and daughter
Aspen,and a couple of other people that where going to college at the
time...one of them was studying to be a doctor so I think he was in
medical school). We always had an extra person or two that would stay
on and off but I couldn't tell you there names to save my life (I
guess most of them were kind of a flower child/hippie type, except of
course for me...I was the considered more of a prep...haha at least
that's what they use to say). I do know that Diane used to sell her
home-made jewelry at the Westheimer Arts Festival back when it was
still called that. LeAnn and David at that time were talking about
moving back to Seattle Washington, however I am not sure that, that
ever took place either. LeAnn also got pregnant around the same time I
did and I do know that she named her son Cedar. Anyway, we all ended
up filtering to the wind so to speak after our rental contact ended on
the big brick home as I believe they were going to go ahead and put it
on the market (sell it). I too have moved several times through the
years before I finally settled back in the area of my home town in
Boerne, Texas.
                                                              HOW WE
MEET
Jason and I became friends in 1991 when my children and I lived on
Marshall St. Houston, Texas. He was friends with several of the people
that lived there and I was in the process of a divorce from my then
husband Brian. I wasn't ready for a relationship really with anyone
however I did date Andre Burns for a short time on and off. During
this process Jason and I became closer. So when it came time to move
from the Marshall St. house Jason was there helping the children and I
any way he could. Jason found out about a small garage apartment off
of Lindale in Houston, Texas (Hwy 59 toward Humble) through one of his
friends that had owned an Automotive shop on Washington Ave. (not to
far off of Sheppard Ave...they used to have some pit bulls as well and
I was given one of the puppies, a red nose pit..if this helps).
Anyway, when the children and I moved into the Lindale place. I
decided to go ahead and let Jason move in also. I had found out that I
was pregnant and just really didn't want to be alone. Jason had become
such a good friend that his support meant the world to me. Meanwhile
the pregnancy got rough and it was a good thing Jason was there! I
just don't know what I would have done without him!!!! After about 3
mths of living off of Lindale. Jason and I found a little bit bigger
place( not by much but a little) in Splendora, Texas. With a baby
coming we needed the space. I contacted Maydell Bridges and she was
kind enough to let a pregnant, single mother with two small children
move in. Mrs. Bridges was not happy about Jason being there. However,
she agreeded under the circumstances.
This was a very good thing because I ended up going into labor (water
broke) with my son (Ezra) when I was only 7 mths along. Needless to
say. Jason never waivered and stood by my side the whole time. Jason
rushed us to Kingwood Hospital where they held me and gave me some
medication to stop the contractions. It worked. Kingwood Hospital then
said, due to Insurance. We needed to go to Conroe Medical Hospital
(sold since 1992 and renamed Conroe Regional Hospital). Jason started
taking me back and forth to Conroe every week until one cold, rainy,
sleeting night in December of 1992; I again went into labor. The movie
Willow was playing on TV when I told him it was time. The doctors had
given us instructions on how to deliver a baby at home just in case.
Well, it was a good thing they did because that is exactely what
happened. At first Jason asked me if I wanted him to go and call the
ambulance but I said no, not yet as the pain was still bearable.
Within about 30 minutes the pain got so bad that I said go call, I
think I need something for the pain now. So Jason ran down, used Mrs.
Bridges phone and call the ambulance. He was gone not even five
minutes before returning when my baby started to make his first
appearance. Like a pro Jason held up like a rock and bought my son
into this world for me. Jason handed me my baby and I was in awe.
However, before Jason was able to cut the umbelicale cord and tie it
off. The ambulance and EMS Techs showed up and did it instead. So as
far as I have ever found out. He doesn't even get the credit for
delivering my baby since he was not the one to cut the cord. I so wish
that would have been possible under the circumstances now. This was a
very difficult pregnancy but I was blessed with two things. A healthy
full term baby boy by the name of Ezra Austin and a wonderful person
named Jason that stood by my side. I truly couldn't have done it
without him.
                                        SAD ENDING TO A BEAUTIFUL
START
After Ezra was born Jason and I would go over and spend time with my
best friends James & Amber Neill and their two small children. They
lived off of Longpoint Dr. (Wharton St.) in Houston, Texas. I have
asked if they can remember any other details but no luck (why would
they right? and they only saw him when he was with me)
Anyway, when Ezra was about six-seven months old. Jason and I got into
an arguement over money or should I say the lack there of. You see;
Jason didn't want to spend a minute away from the baby, myself or the
children. Needless to say, he didn't want to go to work and leave us.
So in a heated argument one night (the first one we ever had). I told
Jason to leave. I never thought though that it would be the last time
I saw him but, It was.  I was young, stupid and afraid that yet again
something bad was going to happen and we wouldn't have a place to
live.
It wasn't long before myself and my children moved from the Splendora,
Texas place. We had moved a few times since and not always with a
phone and certainly no internet. At the time I was to ashamed to try
and contact Jason's mother and step-father to find him so now. Here I
am several years later, Ezra is now 15 yrs. old and I have thus far
never been able to find our Jason.
As Ezra grows, the resemblance to Jason is growing stronger. Jason has
NO idea that Ezra may be his.
                                    This is our story. Can anyone help
us please!!!!!
I don't know if anyone can truly know what this means to me and to us.
If they do. Then they understand what it means for a son to have his
father and a father to have his son.

Thank you for reading;
I count the days until our prayers are answered.

Dawn