Posted on 01/02/2017 6:33:33 AM PST by NYer
The precedent already exists to reinstate a similar policy under Pres. Trump.
The first and second class passengers just walking in unquestioned would be considered a major loophole today.
I agree. Not everything that we did a 100 years ago is worth re-instating, like this genuflection to upper class immigrants. Everyone, from serfs to Dukes, needs to be processed thoroughly.
My Napolitano, born grandfather stepped of the boat, SS Algieria, from. Naples to NY in 1906 around age 12. Others in my family made the trip in the 1890s.
That 3rd pic, she’s a cutie.
Great grandfather, Gustavus Adolphus Svenson arrived at Ellis Island in 1902. He temporarily left his wife and infant daughter back in Sweden. The Ellis authorities couldn’t put up with Gustavus Adolphus Svenson so they changed it to Gus Swanson. Gus didn’t argue, figuring it was part of becoming an American. By 1905, Gus had saved enough money from laying bricks, digging wells and mining coal to send for his wife and daughter. The daughter became my mother’s mother in the small town of Mystic, Iowa.
Have bookmarked the link for ancestry research.
Mine from Slovakia right after the wreckage of WWI.
Their jobs were maid and cook in America.
No welfare. No affirmative action. They could feed a family of six for a few dollars a week.
But it was white privilege.
The people who came in got no welfare payments, no EBT cards, no obammyphones, no lodging, no job, no English lessons. They didn’t shoot people up or set bombs.
But the politicians have abandoned their descendants, in favor of the individuals now streaming in who rape our women, burn things down, steal things, take our money, and blow people up.
Mine from Slovakia right after the wreckage of WWI.
Their jobs were maid and cook in America.
No welfare. No affirmative action. They could feed a family of six for a few dollars a week.
But it was white privilege.
I prefer the 1925 to 1965 immigration policy of limiting immigration.
Take a picture of me dealing with US government bureaucratic “formalities” and I will be far from smiling either.
My father, aged 15, arrived at Ellis Island in 1921 with his mother and sister. After processing, he told of being seated at a long wooden table eating white bread torn into pieces and soaked in a bowl of milk, I assume provided by American authorities. He and his mother and sister then proceeded by train to Chicago where they were met by my grandfather who had come to America about a decade before. He had absconded with his sister-in-law but when they separated he belatedly sent for his wife and children. My father learned English in less than a year and spoke it without a discernible accent. He loved books, bookshops, and reading, and accumulated a large book collection which he sold off during the depression to live on. That led to opening his own printing shop which he operated with my mother for the rest of his life.
there is a lot in this that is simply untrue.
Could you be more specific.
My grandfather was one of the directors of Ellis Island. He came here after deciding in the seminary he didn’t want to be a priest (first born son in family etc) and that pretty much meant goodbye. He was college educated which was rare then.
The reality
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