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The American Dream

My father loved Louis Armstrong, Elvis Presley, and the American Dream. Crossing the Atlantic in the early 1950’s from Denmark to North Carolina, he soon wrote to his sweetheart back home to come over to God’s own country and get married. A year later I was born. The American Dream took hold. But not so fast. My mother didn’t like it. She missed the old country. And they went back. There, I grew up with American cars, 50’s and 60’s style. I listened to Louis Armstrong, Elvis Presley, and the… Read more The American Dream