sodapop
When I was adopted in the 40s some members of my wider adoptive family would have nothing to do with me because I was illegitimate. My Uncle visited me when I married but his wife would not cross my threshold and his son would pick him up but not even come through my gate. Their loss of course.
That is so sad, sodapop. A friend of my mother was born out of wedlock in the early 30s, and was always treated badly by her family, as was her mother, who pretended to be her sister. When the mother died she wouldn't allow Mum's friend to use the usual wording in the announcement, on the lines of 'much loved mother of X' as she still refused to acknowledge the relationship. It was so cruel, but was a last wish.
It's a horrible word.