My American story started when…
My American story started when we arrived at SFO in January 1984 as brand new immigrants - almost broke! We (my wife and I) were both professionals but employment and accommodation were a problem - as was driving (on the right side of the road!). We had two young daughters in tow. By Easter, we were able to get a good rental home in Oakland CA and with the generosity and love of almost all we met, we were 'on our feet' by July '84! With hard work, we were able to work our way up the ladder till, in 2010 - a shade over 25 years we were able to retire comfortably - this is the 10th Easter we will have in retirement - and we are so grateful to our fellow Americans for their support, advice, and just friendship.