tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570110401685103625.post4889602775590656101..comments2023-10-30T05:05:37.758-07:00Comments on Immigration Talk with a non-hyphenated American: Anti-immigration Biasultimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13624967903736347171noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570110401685103625.post-77359689569678361912007-11-26T19:09:00.000-08:002007-11-26T19:09:00.000-08:00This post of yours reminds me of something my moth...This post of yours reminds me of something my mother shared with me about my father´s grandmother.<BR/><BR/>In the late 1880´s, my Dad´s grandmother separated from her husband. She met and fell in love with a German man. Like you say, he had no plans to become an American citizen. He came for seasonal employment. Their affair was brief and passionate. The German went back to his homeland. She never told him my grandmother was conceived. In those days, a decent woman could not be unmarried woman with child so she went back to her American-Hispanic husband. My grandmother was born a few months later, blond and green eyed.<BR/><BR/>My parents, theirs and theirs were Americans from the start, born and bred here in our USA. Here to stay.Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09583438645860375661noreply@blogger.com