August 6, 2010

Going Home

Posted in Children, Home, Travel, Weather tagged , , , at 7:53 am by Liliana

New York City

New York City

My family immigrated to the US in the summer of 1973.

We got off the “boat” (airplane in our case) on the night of June 30th.

All around us New York was boiling in luminescence, heat and humidity. We didn’t know where to look.

A family friend waited for us at the Kennedy Airport and drove us to their house in Queens.

My parents, sister and I were jet-lagged, dazed, overwhelmed, frightened.

What was this world we had landed in?

What kind of place was this enormous, sprawling, ear-splitting, airless, labyrinthine mosaic of a city?

Home.

1 Comment »

  1. Dave Harrison said,

    And because you came to us in the legal manner we are most definately the better for having you here. Our Country [yours & mine] is a better place because of you and I am a better person for knowing you.
    Thanks 🙂


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