[showme_the_Glory]

My family was from up north. We never dropped the last letter either.

[Eric in the Ozarks]

My uncle's father immigrated from Croatia and spoke a combination of Slavic/English that was amusing and endearing. On the 4th of July, he would have the big extended family over for food and wine and play his accordion. He's give a speech on how glad he was to have made it to America, first to copper mines in Upper Michigan, then to southern Iowa.
The family would serve the meals on picnic tables and he was often heard to say he couldn't understand why Americans liked to eat outside and "s**t inside the house--it seemed backward to his way of thinking.