What with the recent immigration-related government shutdown, and the ongoing debate about the infamous “wall”, I’ve been giving quite a lot of thought lately to “human migration” (as opposed to the more specific “immigration”). I give you my vow up front that this is not a politically themed post, but a family story, and I hope that you find it as thrilling as I do when I consider the details. A lot of my family’s adventures are straight out of a Quentin Tarantino movie, but this particular story is more along the… Read More
My dad’s recollection of the morning of December 7th, 1941.
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