If so, what age were you when you came, and how did you end up here? Where did you come from? What if anything did you especially like or dislike about your move? Any interesting stories?

Probably most

I would like to know as well.

No. My mom moved here at age 7 from Finland. She was obviously teased a lot for her accent. She also skipped two grades, so was younger than everyone else. Had a hard time with other kids. Her folks moved here for a better business environment as Finland had just gone through a General Strike and her dad had sit outside his paint and wallpaper factory with a gun to keep the hordes away. They adapted too, but were heavily involved with Finnish and Swedish communities

Me, an' kaywoody met the Mayflower at the beach!

The latest to come over from my people were GG-grandparents, circa 1905ish.

Not me personally - Father's side came over sometime in late 1800's. Mostly Belgium and Germany. Mother's side - don't know. Heavy French-Canadian and a touch of Irish. May have walked down from Canada at any time.

Never really looked into it much.

That’s when they came. 1956 I think

I was suppose to go to Denmark.

My mother and father are both Cherokees, there was a tad bit of Irish blood tainting the gene pool way back but it's since been deluted and doesn't show any longer.

The rest of you puckers are most likely refugees from somewhere.

Arrived in 1986 at age 26 from South Africa. Became a full blown African-American Redneck shortly thereafter. Don't regret it and would do it again without hesitation. For all the faults the US has, it's still the best country in the world. It offered opportunity that I would not have had in the land of my birth, and I'm thankful to be here.

Both sets of grandparents immigrated from Italy. My parents were both conceived there.

All my great great grandparents came from Norway - as well as my wife's great great grandparents.

My wife has made several trips to Norway, getting acquainted with her relatives and making friends.

Some have in turn, traveled to North Dakota and visited us. My wife learned how to speak and write
in Norwegian. Her best trip was when she took her aging father, a Minnesota farmer with dairy cows.
He was a very special, plain down to earth man - and he made friends wherever he went.

1987, 22, Netherlands, came for opportunity and SPACE, found the girls irresistible, and learned Texas is a whole 'nother country..... Not particularly happy so many people are now starting to crowd up that precious space, but can hardly blame them.

Are you a citizen now?

I am. American by choice.

Nope, Native American here.

Dad and his family came from The Neatherlands after the war. Nobody knew a word of English but were sponsered by his uncle who was farming in Iowa.
About the only reminder of my heritage is my last name and the wooden shoes in the corner of the living room. (They fit)

Sort of. Half of me came here from Scotland and the other half was already here in a tent on the plains...

Good stuff. Are you ethnically/racially African or a Caucasian African American?

One great grandfather emigrated from Wales. I have his permit allowing him to enter or leave Alaska, early 1900s Can’t remember. Everyone else was Before that. Far as I know.

Other than esoteric interest pointless. I’ve a lot of acquaintances and friends that are first or second gen Americans or spouses thereof. Almost to a man, they take more pride in this country than the soy boy fahgs quoting grandmas bible back to the mayflower.

Good deal.

Slovak here.
Came here in summer of 89, at age 10. Right before the communist curtain fell that winter.

It's funny, from my experience most times those that where not born here are greater Americans than the spoiled little brats that were born here.

One of the greatest Patriots on this site wasn't born here.

it's not as easy as it looks , very painful in the first few years,

I am, but most of you knew that. Came over in 60 (I was almost six) for a two week vacation with my mom and sister (my dad to follow) in August of 1960 and never went back. lost everything. My dad was being interviewed by Ernesto "Che" Guevara for a position in the new 'Administration". He literally went from Che's office to the airport literally leaving dinner on the table. Che was seen driving my Dad's Gull Wing Mercedes 300 SL around Havana after that and the next day, the great unwashed descended on our house and sacked it. My dad had some money at a NY bank and that is what we lived on for a while. now you know why I hate democrats

Must be because of the perspective they have versus that of the average whiney, spoiled libs.

Not sure about my mom's side, but my dad's grandfather is the most recent immigrant that I'm aware of. He came from England, into Canada and then into Wood County Ohio in the late 1800's. He eventually moved north and started reproducing and here we all are.

Supposedly, I have quite a few ancestors laid to rest in Wood County.

I'm a mighty whitey .

And yes, I was granted citizenship in 2000.

My wife left Sicily in 1994. She became a citizen of the US in 2010. The biggest reason she and her siblings came to America was to escape rampant fraud, corruption, and racketeering. She is appalled by the scam-demic mandated tyranny and election fraud we have seen in 2020. She says America will never recover if POTUS Trump does not remain in the White House.

A good friend of mine, now a US citizen as well, left Venezuela in the early 90's. He says that what is being seen in the fraudulent 2020 elections is the beginning of the end if the Biden admin takes over.... he saw it before in the country of his birth.

PRAY FOR JUSTICE PEOPLE.... between the tyranny of the scam-demic mandates and the widespread election fraud these United States is nearing the abyss. Sound dramatic? There have been many countries over time that have lost everything in a generation...I fear we, in the US are on the brink.

There are a bunch of Russian immigrants in Alaska. A friend who lives around some says they and their kids are pretty upset with how things in this country are going. They say it's trying to turn into the sort of thing they fled.

Pabucktail: I immigrated from the horrific, looney, liberal entity known as "taxington" (washington state) at age 50, when I retired to this glorious Big Sky Country!
NO comparison in those two worlds!
Been enjoying my decision to immigrate/migrate for 23 full years now.
God bless most of America.
Hold into the wind
VarmintGuy

My grandmother was a full blood Swede, her father, and uncles came from Sweden, "ya".

My maternal grandfather was the last immigrant to arrive. He naturalized in 1937. We are 6 gens deep now.

A bunch of Ukrainians as well, and don’t mix the two up.

The short time I worked on base as a civilian we had an Airman that immigrated from Kenya. He and his wife were from there and are probably two of the hardest working and American loving people I know. Next year he’s done with his AF enlistment and is going to train to be an airlines pilot. A lot of the American born we us treated him like crap, but he always had a smile on his face and knew he was going somewhere in life.

The democrats are cheating, lying, and thieving anti-American liberal socialist communist marxist politicians which need to be ostracized ASAP.

I'm first generation American. My mom was born in a small village outside of Prague in what was then Czechoslovakia, my dad is from an ever smaller place in what is now the Ukraine. We don't know much about where my dad's side came from before they were in the Ukraine, but my mom's mother's family kept detailed records. Before Czechoslovakia, they were in Spain for quite a while (their last name at the time was d'Aguilar) and before that they lived on the island of Rhodes. Before that? The assumption is that they were forced out of the middle east during the various conquests, but that's hard to prove (sorry, adherents of crazy theories about mafias and crypto-Jews). Both sides came to the US to escape persecution in their then-home countries.

Wait a minute......are your related to Elizabeth Warren?

My wife is an immigrant and naturalized citizen. And an argument to end immigration completely.

Might as well be, shortly after I was born here my mom got homesick so her and my American dad moved to England. Didn’t come back here until I was 13.

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This^^ is my best laugh of the day so far. Good one!

am i glad I didn't immigrate to EU , Saudi Arabia or Egypt.

Ditto this for me. Grandparents came over and learned the language, became citizens, sent sons to fight in WW2 (my dad was one), made a good living by working hard.....

and as my Mom still says that

"when my grandparents needed a helping hand they looked no further than the end of their own arm"

Nope. The last of my family to emigrate did so from Ireland in the 1840’s. It was my GGG grandma escaping the famine while 9 months pregnant, she died while giving birth and never made it to Ellis Island.

All my other kin had been here since before the Revolution and a direct ancestor of mine, Matthew Thornton, was a signer of the Declaration of Independence, his is the last signature on it.

My roots as a free man and proud American run deep. 😉

From watching the news I feel like I emigrated without going anywhere...
What happened?

Mom's side ..hiked a leg on Plymouth rock....

lol

on my mom's side, my grandfather was Lipan Apache my grandmother and great grandmother came from Spain when my grandmother was 12, dads side Scott came before the revolutionary war.

10th Great Grandfather emigrated, moved, relocated to this Continent from England in 1634................

We emigrated from Germany in 1956, when I was 1 YO. I am a naturalized citizen.

My Mom came from a German community in Yugoslavia, and my Dad from a German community in Hungary, near Budapest. After WW2, the Partisans forced my Mom's family out and my Dad's family got 'lucky' and left Hungary shortly before the Russians locked it down, having to leave a 4 acre farm behind, that was in the family for generations.

At the time, in order emigrate to the USA, it was a very long process, taking a year or more. So, one night in October 1956, sitting around the dinner table with all the family, my Dad, age 26, says he is going to move to the USA with, Mom, my 5YO sister, and me, the infant. Since he knew it would take a long time for approval, he felt safe with this comment.

Lo and behold, we got approval in late January 1957, and by early February we were in NYC. Our 'sponsor' dropped us off at a hotel and we never saw him again. After a week in NYC, we headed to Chicago via train, as the parents did not like NYC.

At the train station in Chicago, with no clue where to go and not speaking any English, a German walking past heard their plight and helped us to get to a hotel, and over the next several weeks, helped us get an apartment, among other things.

My Mom's bio-Dad was caught setting snares for rabbits, on the Royalty Lands, and was executed for it.

My Dad's Dad, was conscripted into the German Army in 1944, and sent to the Russian Front. He never came home again as was presumed KIA. Fast forward to 1961/62, or so, and there was a German soldier that had escaped from a Russian POW camp about that time, and made his way to Germany. Long story short, he said my Grandfather was still in the prison and was a cook, and in good shape.

The German community in Chicago tried to get answers, but the Russians said there had been a POW camp there, but they closed it after the war and sent everybody home.

Anyway, God bless the USA!

Same thing here

Maternal Grandparents both 50% Native American. I don’t know from where and my Grandfather’s Mother had been accepted back into her tribe who wouldn’t give him information about her. He was a good kind gentle man. My Grandmother on the other hand is as much a fireball at 80 as most anyone I’ve met.

Paternal side was French Canadian. My father and grandfather never discussed it much other than telling me it took 5-6 hours of driving to get to their fishing spot, all on one dirt road. Dad had stopped speaking French and from all anyone knew was as American as anyone. Help every soul he met and never a complaint even after he lost his business and drive trucks for my uncle. Even after being eaten up by cancer in his 30’s I never heard a negative comment I can remember.

I’ve worked with thousands of immigrants from many many parts of the world. Most from South America want to be the last one across the border. Others travel back and forth pretty regularly and I don’t get the impression they identify as much as American. Interesting because those are typically Scientist/Researchers so maybe it’s impacted by financial status as well. Seems the reverse of the stereotypes though.

Mine came from Norway in the 1850’s

I admire and respect anyone who left their home land as an adult and immigrated to the USA. That took balls of steel.
I salute you. Our country is better off with you.

You live in Washington State.

LOL

Care for a drink?

Are you a Trump supporter?

Me too.

Tehlequah, Oklahoma.

Dunno if I’m an immigrant or not. Spent 2.5 years on a Pacific island when I was a kid, and 2.5 years in Vietnam a few years later. They let me come back to America both times W/O handcuffs.

Dad’s forebears landed on the Atlantic coast near Charleston in the late 1600’s. Mom’s family came a bit later. Lineage is a little confused actually. English, Welsh, German, Dutch, French and a splash of Irish. It’s very confusing.

Same here. Generations of bad parenting coming home to roost.

I have one of those grandparents that came over to the New World in the late 1800s as a small child. He was the one at family gatherings that would only speak English, telling the rest of the family "This is America, how are you going to do business with the Irish Iceman, German baker, Jewish deli owner, Armenian cigar shop owner if everyone speaks their native tongue."

The other grandparents were from places that already spoke English and therefor did not have that issue.

If I was from anywhere that was not the United States, I'd never admit it.

You two were INjuns? Well I shoulda known that....

Those guys who got off the boat at Plymouth Rock were busy looking for my ancestors, who were down the coast,
turn into Chesapeake Bay and then go up the James River say 70 miles or so....who had been there 13 years already..

or what was left of them.....

I was six when we moved from Ireland to England, and nine when we came to America in 1973. One thing I remember most in the beginning was the Raquel Welch fur bikini movie on the plane. Didn't know what exactly I wanted her for but I did want her. When we landed in New York the summer heat was oppressive, had never experienced anything like it. Also the funny accents.
We went back to Ireland four years later for ten months but moved back here. Once you live here it is hard to accept the BS you once thought was normal. I am an American now and my relatives stopped asking me when I am "moving home" a few years ago.

They wouldn't bring it up either.

I remember when my buddy’s German in-laws came over to visit him and his wife in Lawton, Oklahoma in freakin August. I don’t think that they ever came back after that. They nearly died.

I had an Uncle that moved here from Germany in the 1940's, Uncle Amil.

He learned English by going to the movies, I always got a kick out of what he'd call some things, like a handkerchief he'd call an anchor.

He was very well spoken for being self taught and he was damn proud to be part of America. An American in the truest sense.

I made several Christmas cards for him in German and he always looked forward to getting them.