77 Years Ago My Father Came to the United States

On November 17th, 1941 my father, his brother and their parents (my grandparents) emigrated from Hungary to the United States of American. That makes me a first generation American.

I have had the privilege of living in many different states, New Jersey, Connecticut, Vermont, New York, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Florida and Maine. I also spent 5 years living in Bermuda, which gave me a totally different perspective of the United States. Living outside of the United States and returning, makes you more appreciative, I think.

Living and going to high school in Bermuda was unique. We went to school on Thanksgiving, after all, why would we celebrate that as an English Colony. We were still in school on July 4th, ( school was just about over), but again, why would an English Colony celebrate America's independence?

The point of this? I wouldn't be here if my father didn't emigrate from Hungary fleeing the Nazis with his family.  Not everyone is lucky enough to be born in the United States. Luckily they were able to settle in the United States.