When I was 16, my family went out for a celebration dinner one night. We were celebrating the fact that my dad had just been sworn in as a U.S. citizen. Because of that, my brother and I—who were born in Monterrey, Mexico—also became U.S. citizens that day. So really, it was […]Continue Reading →
Last Friday, probably around the time I was at one of my church’s Good Friday services, thirty-eight individuals were sworn in as naturalized U.S. citizens at a ceremony in Portland, Maine. Immigrants from all over the world—Argentina, India, Iraq, Somalia and likely several other countries—pledged their allegiance to their adopted country. In an […]Continue Reading →
