I am happy to be alive, even though life sends lemons, and we are making lemonade, I still have something I have to get off my chest. In the days to come, I will give up the details.
I hope you find something that you can take away with you when I finish this essay, because it is real and happening as I write now.
To start with, I was born in Germany in the largest American Hospital complex east of the Mississippi. My parents were immigrants, using the U.S. Military to help themselves out of a country that seemed to be missing some of the opportunities that America had to offer.
My father, who is still living and retired in Florida, first came to America as a foreign exchange student. Being exposed to the heartland of the USA created in him a desire to be part of America for the rest of his life.
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Friday, May 22, 2009
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