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Title: Coming To America (Neil Diamond's Anthem)
Source:
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URL Source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRTHdC7k4uY
Published: Apr 18, 2015
Author: Johnny Kim
Post Date: 2015-04-18 10:33:52 by Liberator
Keywords: Immigration, legal, NeilDiamond
Views: 12630
Comments: 36
Poster Comment: As a school project, some students honor America's welcoming arm to immigrants -- presumably, LEGAL ones. Excellent job with their photos as choice of song. Pretty touching tribute.... My ancestors all entered through Ellis Island. Must have been daunting but at the same time absolutely awesome entering New York Harbor and seeing the Statue of Liberty as a symbolic of hope for the future.
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#2. To: Liberator (#0)
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The lady on the left was my Great-Great granny. I've found everybody in the photo, except her, in the Ellis Island registry.... so we think maybe she was probably, technicaly, an "illegal" imigrant. I have a 5 generation snapshot of her holding me as an infant. In the same photo are my dad, his mom, and the woman on the middle, my Great granny whose matriarchal leadership our family had the pleasure of knowing until the mid 1990's. They don't make 'em like that anymore.
My maternal great grandparents and grandparents did also. But he got tired of the long ours, and moved up into the Pretty easy job that kept him in a new Chrysler every year - The black Newport (the good one) was a '66 like this one, I think...
What ancestry, Chuck? And what of your paternal side? By the early 1950s my maternal grandparents owned and a general store and ice cream parlor in Wildwood New Jersey (a resort town). Which part of Wildwood? Spent a few summers down there (early 60s) for two weeks at a time as a young kid with aunts, uncles and cousins. The beach and boardwalk were THE best on the Jersey shore, and arguably on the entire east coast. Wildwood is the Canadians' "Miami." Later took a job managing all of the bars in the Garden State Park horse racing complex. A job which mostly consisted of ordering the booze, keeping inventory, hiring and firing the bartenders and barmaids - and making sure that they stayed sober. From Wildwood to that gig running Garden State? He liked action :-) My mom inherited it from him when he died. It's engine ultimately caught on fire...The black Newport (the good one) was a '66 like this one, I think... My pops had a '67 Newport...and handed it down to me some years later. What a monstah cruiser. Bit of trivia -- the designer of that gen of Chrysler Newport also designed the classic '61 gen of Lincoln Continental T-Bird.
My paternal grandmother died when my father was So I only ever met one set of grandparents. A few decades ago, my parents and my little brother went But I never met the man. He is deceased now.
Whoa...that was kinda rough for your dad. Your dad's dad fought and died in WWII? If pops was 18, his father had to be...on the older side as far as our military went. I only ever met one set of grandparents. And blessed for that. A few decades ago, my parents and my little brother went out to Ohio to visit my father's big brother. My dad hired a fishing charter boat to take everybody fishing. (On Lake Erie, I think.). I don't know if they caught anything. But I never met the man. He is deceased now. Sounded like a great, emotional day; catching anything in Lake Erie was obvious anti-climactic (and better for their health) in any case. Too bad you couldn't make it to join your folks and bro make it to meet Unc. We all take too much for granted.
No - I wasn't clear - my dad's dad died of a heart attack, You get only one guess as to WHY. Work, work, work - I had to work.
Hmmm....that's even MORE of tough a situation. Did 18 year old dad get the news while serving? You get only one guess as to WHY. Work, work, work - I had to work. I wish I hadn't - and had gone along and met him. But that's the way it goes. Yeah, I figured. You've worked coast to coast, border to border. And worked your behind off. We don't have a magic carpet or crystal ball.
Oh - also technical training seminars in Greenbelt, Maryland -
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Top • Page Up • Full Thread • Page Down • Bottom/LatestMy ancestors all entered through Ellis Island.
Snapshot of a family portrait on my wall. The original photograph was created circa 1918+ by my Great Great Grandfather. He was a blacksmith in Russia, and then in Johnstown Colorado -- after loading his family into a Cattle-boat headed for the Statue of Liberty.
There's so much symbolism in this photo. The piled snow, the small cold hands in pockets -- the bare skin and defiant eyes that seem to say: "Cold? We survived the Russian Revolution with nothing but a wheelbarrow full of tools and the clothes on our backs. We SURVIVED.... and intend to keep on doing so... it's a Tradition."
#23. To: VxH (#2)
(Edited)
My ancestors all entered through Ellis Island.
By the early 1950s my maternal grandparents owned and a
general store and ice cream parlor in Wildwood New Jersey
(a resort town).
Philadelphia suburbs and took a job managing a drug store.
Later took a job managing all of the bars in the Garden
State Park horse racing complex. A job which mostly
consisted of ordering the booze, keeping inventory, hiring
and firing the bartenders and barmaids - and making sure
that they stayed sober.
sometimes every other year if he had one that he liked at
the time. Like that black one (a Newport). The green
Newport (last one ever owned) was a major piece of junk however.
My mom inherited it from him when he died.
It's engine ultimately caught on fire... .JPG/220px-'66_Chrysler_Newport_(Auto_classique_Bellepros_Vaudreuil-
Dorion_'11).JPG)
#25. To: Chuck_Wagon (#23)
My maternal great grandparents and grandparents did [enter through Ellis Island] also.
#29. To: Liberator (#25)
...And what of your paternal side?...
was a small boy - my paternal grandfather
died when my father was 18 in the Marines fighting
WW2.
out to Ohio to visit my father's big brother.
My dad hired a fishing charter boat to take everybody
fishing. (On Lake Erie, I think.). I don't know if they
caught anything.
#30. To: Chuck_Wagon (#29)
My paternal grandmother died when my father was was a small boy - my paternal grandfather died when my father was 18 in the Marines fighting WW2.
#32. To: Liberator (#30)
...Your dad's dad fought and died in WWII?...
while my dad was fighting in WW2. "Too bad you couldn't make it to join your folks
and bro make it to meet Unc."
I wish I hadn't - and had gone along and met him.
But that's the way it goes.
#34. To: Chuck_Wagon (#32)
No - I wasn't clear - my dad's dad died of a heart attack, while my dad was fighting in WW2.
#36. To: Liberator (#34)
and a business trip to Boston, Mass.
Knew I forgot some things...
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