Today is 20 years to the day that I arrived to the United States of America.However, at the time I did not know anything about the land I was arriving to.
I had just turned four at the time I left Minsk, the capital of the erstwhile Belarusian Soviet Socialist Republic (BSSR) and present-day Belarus.
We were refuseniks, or Jewish refugees, seeking an accommodating land full of opportunities--and opportunism. Or, in other words, any other country that would be a near antithesis to the U.S.S.R.
Boy, America sure didn't disappoint. Today, I own an upstart business, with my father having opened (and closed) several companies. Likewise, I've had at least a dozen places I have worked at--everything from fast food joints and pizzerias to health clubs and retail stores.
It has been quite a ride, to put it lightly.
And I sincerely hope that the next 20 years will be just as interesting, if not more so, than these last 20.
1 comment:
Amazing to read about your twenty years..
I liked the title and writing about 20 years...
Good luck!! I am sure your next 20 years will be good, but there will be so much to write about them!!
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