Thoughts After Vilnius Seminar
Growing up in America, diversity was inescapable. I was taught to celebrate the melting pot of cultures that makes up America today without ever realizing that distinct and individual flavors can be lost in the melting process. My situation wasn’t helped by the fact that I was a fourth generation American mutt, only realizing my last name was distantly German, but potentially Slavic in origin. As far as I knew, my connections to the homeland were in Kentucky, not anywhere in Europe.
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January 6, 2014