MurphOnMillerAve wrote:One should, also, consider the part of the history of the USA that included the millions of immigrants who came from Europe during the 1700's, 1800's, and early 1900's. They came prepared to WORK and to add something of value to the American way of life.
Some went westward and made, with their own hands, houses on a barren prairie, of sod cut from the ground and hand-built into homes.
Some went to cities and worked at menial jobs, lived on pennies, but saved money, and made prosperous lives for their families.
Some broke soil in the Midwest, for the first time, and created farms that fed the rest of the entire country.
Some ranched huge herds of cattle and marched them to slaughterhouses, which also fed the rest of the country.
Some started things like railroad companies, and automobile companies, and gun factories that helped keep travelers and explorers safe, or built skyscrapers, designed new products, earning fortunes in the process.
On and on the story developed of European immigrants moving to America with nothing in their possession but courage, inventiveness, determination, skills and talents, and a determination to be of value to themselves and to the country and their families.
I feel there is a big place in the overall story for those chapters.
My own great-grandparents came here in the 1800's and got right to work. They fit in because they were determined to work, to assimilate, and to fit in quickly. I can recall wanting to learn to speak the languages of both ethnic sides of my family, but being told to continue to just learn "American," as a native-born, so we would all continue to fit-in well.
All the men in our originally immigrant family worked at places like, and many actually in, this steel mill in Braddock, PA. It was hot and hard work. Eventually, all of the men, including my father, were eventually indirectly killed by the conditions of having labored for decades in the mills, but the family prospered.
Well said, Frank.
Nice shot of ET (US Steel Edgar Thomson works)? I think that's the Westinghouse Bridge in the background, too.
The wife and I were married in the church in East Pittsburgh. 30 years ago in July.
George