This being July 4, the skeptical cardiologist is reminded of how much he owes the United States for allowing him to become a legal citizen and resident. I asked my sister, Vickie, who emigrated with me from England in 1959 what she was thankful for in the United States and she texted back:
The opportunities this country gives so many refugees. I am friends with so many that love the USA for the freedom we have and wonderful people who have supported them! Thanks for asking!
The US has been kind to refugees in the past, especially around the time my family immigrated to the US in the late 1950s.
In 1956, President Eisenhower used “parole powers” to let in Hungarian refugees fleeing Soviet retribution after their failed revolt. By 1960 there were more than 200,000 Hungarian refugees in the US.
In January of 1959, Fidel Castro overthrew Batista in Cuba and, thousands of Cubans were admitted to the US as political refugees. Eventually, all these Cubans were made US citizens.
The United States eventually enacted the 1966 Cuban Adjustment Act to allow permanent resident status to Cuban refugees who arrivee after 1959. About one million Cubans emigratee to the United States between 1959 and 1990.
Immigration Policy in 1959
Given recent turmoil surrounding immigrants and immigration I felt compelled to look back on what the immigration process looked like when I entered the US.
The process of my gaining citizenship began in 1959 when my dad and mom decided to emigrate from England and come to the United States.
The Immigration and Nationality Act of 1952 made it easy for us to come here because it “(1) reaffirmed the national origins quota system, (2) limited immigration from the Eastern Hemisphere while leaving the Western Hemisphere unrestricted, (3) established preferences for skilled workers and relatives of U.S. citizens and permanent resident aliens; and (4) tightened security and screening standards and procedures.”
Decisions on who to allow into the country it seems have long been a source of controversy as this summary of post-world war II US immigration policy makes clear. The 1952 Immigration Act under which we entered ended policies dating from the 1890s that excluded Asian immigrants. However, only 100 immigrants from each country in Asia were allowed.
The bill upheld the ethnicity-based quota system for new immigrants that favored white Europeans, revising limitations to admit one-sixth of 1 percent of each group already in the United States.
Under the 1952 act my family was welcomed into the US. When my dad visited the American consulate in Liverpool he was told he was a shoe-in since he was a white European who was trained as a chemist. In addition, my mother’s sister resided in the U.S.A. (Coffeyville, Kansas to be exact).
I Become A Citizen
In 1968, after 9 years in America, my parents were sworn in as United States Citizens.
It was at that time that I became naturalized under section 341 of that 1952 Immigration Act which allowed children under the age of 18 to become citizens when their parents had passed all the citizenship requirements and were sworn in.
There is so much that I take for granted in the US. I feel like even the poorest Americans are better off than 99.9% of the people who have ever lived. The framers of the US constitution were really brave, insightful men and that first amendment is something I am profoundly grateful for.
Amendment I. Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.
I won’t bore you with a long list of other great things about the US (like free public bathrooms and high doctor salaries) but will end with a paean to the great National Park System which has preserved the beauty and the wildness of vast swaths of unique areas across the continent.
I have taken my family hiking in as many of these wonders as time allowed: Zion, Rocky Mountain, Bryce, Yosemite, Great Smoky Mountains, Grand Canyon, Yellowstone, Grand Tetons, US Virgin Islands and Saguaro.
My first paean to the national park system was at the end of my Saguaro post:
Since my kids became old enough to appreciate hiking and nature I have tried to focus family vacations on visits to National parks. I can’t think of any more valuable experience for them than hiking in some of the most beautiful places on earth and experiencing diverse and fascinating flora and fauna. And all of this comes at a ridiculously low price for the user.
For example, because I’m 62 years old I qualify for a Lifetime senior pass to all National parks and monuments. Cost? 10$!!!! I’m finally seeing the perquisites of becoming a senior citizen.
Since the National Park Service was created in 1916 it has grown to protect 88 million acres, 43,000 miles of shoreline, 85,000 miles of rivers and streams, 12,000 miles of trail and 8,500 miles of road in more than 400 national parks, sites and monuments.
I sure hope the vision of prior Presidents, Congressman and ardent conservationists (all praise be to Teddy Roosevelt!) who established the federal system that protects these national treasures continues.
Happy Birthday America, my adopted countryland!
Pyrotechnically Yours,
-ACP
8 thoughts on “Thank You, America, From A Non-Refugee Immigrant”
Thank you for your interesting email, especially your love of our National Parks. As a strong supporter of our National Parks, I am very concerned with the attitude and direction the present administration is taking regarding mining and oil drilling in and adjacent to many of our parks. Trump has little to no interest in our environment and parks. This attitude is sad. Larry G. Mrazek, P.E., S.E.
Love this post. So thankful your parents made that decision. Because of them, I was privileged to work with an amazing doctor and person! Minus the glasses, you haven’t changed a bit!
Pam,
Thanks so much! The privilege and joy was mine to work with you.
I have gained a few pounds from the 110 i weighed back then.
You’re the best!
Yes, as someone recently pointed out: living as a US citizen is like winning the Life Lotto. By the way, did everyone wear the same glasses in the late 1950’s early 60’s ? I know I had a pair that looked just like yours.
Joe,
I believe there was only one eyeglass frame allowed in that era.
Thanks Anthony for a very interesting article. I had forgotten a lot of the details of our emigration and did not know all that emigration law history.
I am just very glad I made that difficult decision to leave the old country and have felt very blessed to have the good life that we have had here.
Love you.
Dad
Thanks for your post- it was a great way to start my day.