Ellen S's Story

I am the youngest daughter of the first American-born daughter of a Jewish family who fled their shetl in the 1905 pogrom in Russo-Poland. My grandfather, a talmud scholar, came and worked two years to earn enough money to buy steamship passage for my grandmother, my five uncles and aunt to join him. A sixth uncle had died after being conscripted into the Russian army at 13 years old.

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Heidi K's Story

My father immigrated from Japan in the 1950s. He was the only one in his extended family to leave Japan and NOT return after a few years. He came here for the promise of a better life after having survived the fire bombings of WWII in Tokyo and seeing his country destroyed.

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Maria E's Story

During a very tumultuous time in Colombia, South America, my mother decided to leave everything behind. Under the pretense that we were coming on a family trip to visit Disney World, she left her administrative career, home, and country. In 1988, we arrived to Miami, Florida with $1,000 and tourist visas.

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Amelia's Story

My great grandparents immigrated to the United States from Eastern Europe. At one point, my new husband wanted to explore family trees, and was disappointed that mine ended on all lines very quickly, without being able to do research in Europe.

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Nadège's Story

Me and my family were refugees coming to America, we emigrated from Africa (Uganda and Congo). I came here with my mom. Initially, we were assigned to live in Memphis, TN. Instead we moved to Cleveland shortly after. My mom became a citizen in 2014 and I'll become a citizen next year.

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Eric's Story

My great grandparents came from Austria-Hungary in the 1870's. My grandfather was born here but the whole family moved back in 1903. He eventually moved back with my father in 1938. Mathias Macala all his life was an American citizen who could barely speak English, just enough to run a family farm and work at Ford, where he retired.

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Michael L's Story

I am the son of a German immigrant who came to the US in 1955, 10 years after the end of WWII. My father, a physician and German soldier during the war, left his ruined country to come to the US largely on the advice of others, and because he was befriended by American soldiers in the POW camp at the end of the conflict.

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Linda's Story

Both sets of my grandparents emigrated from Eastern Europe in the early 20th century (Russia and Lithuania). My paternal side of the family was a bit dispersed (due in part to a "fight in Europe"). My maternal grandparents and one or two siblings emigrated, but many left behind and perished in the Holocaust.

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Jay's Story

My father Sandor (Alexander) Weiss came to the US in 1904 at the age of 2. His father, my grandfather, Jakob Varnos Weiss, had arrived earlier and sent for the rest of the family. They came from Eger in Austria-Hungary through Ellis Island.

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Martha's Story

My relatives (most of them) ended up in Flint, MI in the early 20th century from Canada. They came to work in the auto plants, or if not specifically the plants, then the booming city that grew up around the industry. They talked about Flint like a shining city on a hill, where anything was possible and where everyone made good money. They would not believe the Flint that exists now, they would not recognize it.

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