Or maybe have a genealogy day where we have dinner and discuss our first-generation immigrant ancestors. Something.

This may be a utopian thought, but it's too bad that it's not a tradition that each American take a week or two and go to an area where their ancestors lived. And maybe research an ancestor who hopped on that boat. Something to connect ourselves to our immigrant past.

At some point in our ancestral line, a grandfather or a grandmother came to this country in search of a better life.

I don’t know why this didn’t happen sooner.