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My American story started when…
My American story started when I brought one of my memory card from our road trip a couple weeks earlier to a Christmas lights watching in a couple of city away. Somehow I dropped it somewhere and didn't realize it until 2 days later after my husband was contacted by a lady, Michelle, thru FB that she found my memory card.

Turned out Michelle's sister found the card and uploaded one of our picture on FB and her friend was able to track us thru the license plate on the picture.