When I was a kid I was so proud to proclaim my American status to anyone, wether they cared to hear it or not!
I grew up in Montreal with my mom from the age of four (1975 – 1990), and spent my summers in France with my dad (1976 – 1988). You could not find a kid more eager to tell you they were American. I even joined the US Army at the tender age of nineteen to prove it!
When I was stationed in Germany while serving in the military (1992 – 1994), I was still proud, obviously, to be American, but would not go out of my way to showcase it when not in uniform. It was more a case of being proud to be a multi-cultural American, so I went a little out of my way to demonstrate, to Europeans, that Americans came from all walks…
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