By Nicole Lane, Content Manager at VeriPages
We all lose people.
Sometimes, it’s slow – a friend vanishes after college, a relative changes states and stops calling, a coworker from your first job fades into a holiday card memory. Other times, it happens fast – a falling out, a family argument, a military deployment, a sudden move.
It doesn’t take much. One changed phone number, a new last name, or just the sheer pace of life. Before you know it, the people who once filled your world become nothing more but old photos and “I wonder what happened to…” thoughts.
And that’s where VeriPages.com steps into play.
We’re not a reunion service. We’re not a dating app. We don’t write life stories – we help you find the people who were part of yours.
Every week, we receive myriads of messages in our support inbox.
They don’t ask for much – just a little help in finding a brother they had lost touch with, a childhood friend they had not heard from since the 90s, a father they had never met. And every now and then, they write back to say:
“I found them. Thank you.”
These stories are not dramas. They are reality. And that’s why they matter to us.
“I Just Wanted to Know He Was Okay.”
One woman emailed us after using VeriPages to find her ex-husband’s phone number. They hadn’t spoken in years, and their marriage had ended bitterly. But when their son had a medical emergency, she needed to reach out to him – not out of love, not even out of friendship, but out of shared responsibility.
She found his number. He picked up. They didn’t solve everything. But their son got what he needed.
She told us:
“I wasn’t looking to fix the past. I just didn’t want to regret not trying.”
“He Was the Only One Who Knew My Dad Before the War.”
An elderly man wrote to us hoping to find a fellow veteran. He’d been looking for that man for over a decade. Not because they were close friends, but because that man had served with his father in Vietnam.
He wanted to hear stories. Fill in gaps. Put a voice to the photos he had been keeping in a dusty drawer.
He found the man. They spoke for an hour. Then again the next week.
It wasn’t a dramatic homecoming. It was just closure.
“My High School Was Torn Down. I Thought the Memories Were Too.”
There’s something about high school friends – they see you before the world changes you. But once people move on, move away, change names, and start families, those friendships fade.
A man in his 30s found his prom date through VeriPages. Not because he wanted to rekindle anything romantic, but because he just wanted to tell her that her kindness in high school had saved him from a very dark place.
He sent her a message. She replied the next day.
They’re not best friends now. But she told him she cried when she read it.
Why People Are Using VeriPages
VeriPages gives access to public records – names, phone numbers, emails, past and present addresses – legally gathered from open data sources. It’s not magic, but it’s a form of power.
In a world of noise, algorithms, and digital walls, sometimes all you need is one solid lead.
We’ve seen people reconnect after 5 years. Others after 50. And sometimes, it’s not about rekindling a relationship – it really is about closure. About saying something that was left unsaid.
People use VeriPages to:
- Reach out to estranged parents before it’s too late.
- Track down old coworkers for job opportunities.
- Reconnect with military comrades before they move again.
- Say “thank you” or “I’m sorry” to someone who made an impact
- Find extended family members to piece together ancestry.
It’s not about being dramatic. It’s about being human.
We’re Not a Big Deal — But Your Stories Are
We’re a small team. We don’t run ad campaigns with tear-jerking commercials. We don’t promise miracles.
We quietly exist in the backgrounds of real lives. The ones that are never posted or hyped on Instagram or shared in group chats.
If you’ve been wondering what happened to someone –
If you’ve thought, even for a moment, “Should I try?” –
Maybe it’s time.
And maybe, like so many others, you’ll be the next person to send us a note that simply says:
“Thanks for helping me find someone who mattered.”