We are all here because our ancestors made the perilous journey to a new world filled with hope. My grandmother lost a sister on the crossing from Ireland.
Here is another Immigrant’s Thoughts:
“My family’s journey is very much a part of American history, part and parcel with the Vietnam War, a singular event that caused a dispersion of ripples. I am one of those ripples.
All immigrant and refugee narratives, including my parents’ stories, contribute to the unfolding of American history.
Like most survival stories, my family’s journey didn’t end with the sighting of land.
It encompassed the grit of the travelers but also the profound humanity of a host nation lifting up newcomers fleeing a bleak existence.
Americans pause in reflection during holidays such as Independence Day to celebrate this very same ethos.
It would be a good thing if Americans were also taught more about the histories, cultures and experiences of marginalized communities.
That would only help us better understand our friends and neighbors.”
ifnottodaywhen.blog 