Katherine,

You are the epitome of what immigrants were in my youth. We all had either parents or grandparents who had a foreign accent. And when they said, God Bless America, they meant it from their hearts. Europe was behind a door they closed behind them. They called this country the Goldene Medina, the Golden Land. And they wanted their children and grandchildren to be Ameicans. Not hyphenated Americans. They just didnt think that way.

I share your “depression” about the future. And I too read some light stuff between doses of reality.

My grandparents came from Lumza, so we have a little bit of commonality.