I was born in Washington, D.C., and adopted shortly thereafter by my mom and dad, Marvin and Marilyn. (They had to wait a few weeks for me to recover from surgery to correct pyloric stenosis). As I've mentioned elsewhere, I've never had any burning desire to look up my biological parents; I'm rather pleased with the ones I have. For a while, as a child, I believed I had been born in West Virginia -- due, I think, to my first home being in Virginia, plus the fact that I liked a certain John Denver song :>

I spent much of my youth on the east coast -- we lived not only in Virginia but Maryland (twice), and visited Washington D.C. pretty often. Never lived in Ohio, myself, but we visited my grandparents a couple times each year, as I recall. Spent more time with my mother's side of the family than my father's ...this seems due, I've recently discovered, to my parents protecting us from some political crap going on in my dad's side of the family. (A good call on their part, I think).