For now, for the near future, I've chosen not to pursue a connection with other family members in the area. Through a series of clicks on my Google machine, I learned of the recent death of my sister in Manchester (half-sister, technically). I did not know of her existence other than some sense that my biological father had started a new family and there were children. Apparently five of them, now four, unfortunately.
There's no fear driving my choice. It just seems right. I have nephews, nieces, aunts and uncles whom I've known for decades and with whom I have trouble keeping a current relationship. If there's work to be done, it's probably right here in my back yard.