When i tell people my story, they dont believe it. I guess i wouldnt believe the story if someone else were telling it, but im telling it. And its true. Every word of it. It started when i was born. 56 years ago. But the real story began when i was 19 years old when i went to college. It was 1980. It was the first day of school at Sullivan County Community College up in the catskills about 110 miles from where i grew up. So i drove up there alone. I at least had this really old car. It was a volvo and it was a 1970 volvo. Had like 130,000 miles on it. The car was burgundy and the hood was green. Actually, the car was called the old bitch. But the old bitch got me there. Sullivan was a Community College. This wasnt some Longstanding Institution of higher learning. All these Station Wagons are dropping kids off. I was nervous. I just got to the school. I didnt know anybody. I was a freshman. I was never the captain of the Football Team in high school. So i was never really like popular.
wanted to do it. and alan was also rallying because it was just an exciting thing to do. we figured what are the chances of having triplets born in new york on july 12th, 1961? we figured out that new york public library shared birth records. we each grabbed a book and went page by page by page by page by page by page. and within a couple of hours it was, bingo! male, male, male, three in a row. all born july 12th, 1961. right next to it. birth mother s last name. the first meeting was a bar on like 47th street. it was like her logical neighborhood watering hole. on the east side. and it was awkward. she told the story of what
she said, you see this? we kind of exchanged newspapers. it had born long irish jewish hospital, july 12th, 1961, and it was louise wise adoption agency. i mean, i always knew growing up that i was adopted. my parents were always open about it. but it said eddy galland of new hyde park, long island. robert shafran of scarsdale, new york. son of prominent scarsdale physician, mort shafran. and my first thought i said he s got the wealthy family. this s.o.b. is probably driving a benz, he got a doctor. and i remember being with david in the kitchen. we were like really nervous. i mean, we were jumping around. we were 19 years old. this was surreal. david picked up the phone and he called information. and he reached eddy s mom. and i said, hi, is eddy home? she says, no, who s calling, please. and i thought, okay, now i got to go into this whole thing on the phone. and i said, well, my name is david kellman and i was born
july 12th, 1961, and i m looking at a newspaper, and basically, i think i m looking at two of me. i think i might be the third. and i think she dropped the phone, actually. and i remember hearing her voice over the phone. oh, my god, they are coming out of the woodwork. it was a miracle. the first time that the boys met together, the three together, was at my house. and the three of them ended up like puppies wrestling on the floor. it was the most incredible it was the most incredible thing. they belonged to each other. they knew each other. there was no formal introduction. i mean, when you meet somebody
and my first thought i said he s got the wealthy family. this s.o.b. is probably driving a benz, he got a doctor. and i remember being with david in the kitchen. we were like really nervous. i mean, we were jumping around. we were 19 years old. this was surreal. david picked up the phone and he called information. and he reached eddy s mom. and i said, hi, is eddy home? she says, no, who s calling, please. and i thought, okay, now i got to go into this whole thing on the phone. and i said, well, my name is david kellman and i was born july 12th, 1961, and i m looking at a newspaper, and basically, i think i m looking at two of me. i think i might be the third. and i think she dropped the phone, actually. and i remember hearing her voice over the phone.