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Thoughts on July 4th
My family immigrated to the USA in the early 1970s. The first place we landed was New York City. I had never seen anything like it. It was enormous, vibrant, loud, spectacular. We moved to Michigan literally the day after we arrived and settled just outside Detroit. I acclimated pretty quickly and learned English within…