Cruising Past Seventy: The Inner Journeys: Becoming an American without Losing My Roots, Part 1

Tuesday, July 2, 2024

Becoming an American without Losing My Roots, Part 1

where the "shot heard round the world" was fired: Lexington, Massachusetts

This story began way back when I was born. My father was a soldier who fought alongside Americans against the Japanese on Philippine soil in WWII.  My mother was sent to America on a Philippine government scholarship to study the latest in deaf education and to bring it back to the Philippines. Both infected me with their love for America.

Getting a high school scholarship to the American School fueled the addiction. Training by American multinationals after college further stirred the pot. I almost relocated to the US when Philippine democracy and economy were in tatters during the fall of Marcos. It was, therefore, no accident that I came to America to retire. On Valentine’s Day 2011, I became a US citizen.

Early in our RV cruising days, I unequivocally saw America's beauty. I was mesmerized by spectacular national parks like Glacier Bay, Denali, Mt. Rainier, Yosemite, Sequoia, Joshua Tree, Grand Canyon, Rocky Mountain, Badlands, Everglades, Smokey Mountain, Acadia, etc. I began to sing the song, "America, the Beautiful."

When we drove up the East Coast from Florida, I lingered in the solemn halls of Washington DC, Baltimore in Maryland, Philadelphia in Pennsylvania, and Boston and Concord in Massachusetts. These cities played significant roles in the birth of this great nation. I began to hum "The Star-Spangled Banner." 

In no uncertain terms, I was starting to feel like an American. I felt sad as I walked along the Civil War battlegrounds, proud when I gazed at awesome NASA rockets, inspired among the ancient ruins and great houses of American Indians, and more. I knew the conversion was final when I began to take pride.

The technical difference between a US permanent resident and a naturalized citizen is that the latter can vote (or run for an elected post office). I cast my vote for the first time in the 2012 presidential elections. It was amazing to watch as more than 300 million people accepted the results broadcast by the press with polling centers in Hawaii and Alaska still open.

There are other systems to love. They say that there are more libraries than McDonald’s stores in America. Every county issued library cards to us even if we would only be in the area for a few weeks. The largest national highway system in the world made road trips so easy. Through Bill’s $10 Senior Golden Pass, we have visited, for free, 31 National Parks, 92 National Monuments and National Historic Sites, and both national parkways.

I have visited 31 of the forty-six American Presidents’ homes, tombs, and/or presidential libraries; even the homes of their first ladies. We came across larger-than-life heroes, brave pioneers, cultural icons, and lay and church leaders. I was inspired by Americans who came and fulfilled their dreams. Visits to the homes and tombs of literary greats gave me the final nudge to start writing.

We have been to the largest and the smallest of towns, the poorest of counties and the wealthiest of states, and everything in between. Some of America’s man-made structures and natural formations are among the tallest, the biggest, or the longest in the world. There are those that you cannot find anywhere else. We visited factories of products made in America and headquarters of noble institutions that serve the world. It was cool to discover that we had been to half of the suggested places in the July 2014 article in Readers’ Digest, “A Quirky Tour of the US.”

My American education was an intravenous transfusion, not just an injection. I am no longer a Filipino tourist or a permanent resident. I am not even just a US citizen. I am an American. But to be a US citizen, I had to surrender my Philippine citizenship. Did this mean I ceased to be a Filipino? The answer is in Part 2.

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18 comments:

  1. This was such a great read. I love the way you embraced America while still maintaining your connection with your home.

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  2. 31 homes?! That is pretty awesome! I've never visited anywhere really.

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  3. Kudos to your mother and father for sharing their experiences with you and instilling their values. You've made the best of your life in the United States! Stephanie

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  4. Such an inspiring story of balancing American life while preserving Filipino heritage. Your journey is truly remarkable. Thanks for sharing!

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  5. Nnniiiccceeee....you have really done the tour of America. Are you loving the American way of living? I look forward to part 2 of this diary entry.

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  6. Can't wait to read Part 2 of this article! I don’t think you’ve ceased to be a Filipino, though. While you may have surrendered your Philippine citizenship, being Pinoy runs in our blood. There are still so many positive things about being Pinoy.

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    1. Your story and how your loved ones influenced you to achieve the American dream are truly inspiring. Reading this encourages me to dream big as well.

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    2. I love both America and the Philippines. Absolutely big dreams do come true!

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  7. It sounds like you have thrown yourself all in there. The gold pass sounds like a good idea. Sounds like you have done a fair amount of exploring of the US.

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  8. You have the best of both worlds and I can relate. Thanks for the tip. What a senior pass can do! Just realized I’ve been to more foreign countries than to states here in the US. We should do more road-trips.

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