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Wed, Sept 12
... Americans in the corner
I read in someone's diary yesterday (I'm sorry, I forget whose it was) that "I have never felt more American in my life, and I hope I never feel this American again."

It's odd being a Canadian-American dual citizen, living in Canada, never having actually resided in the U.S., yet having that connection through family, citizenship, and heritage. I do feel more American than I ever have. For the most part, I've always been a proud Canadian, with a few bits of American patriotism thrown in for good measure. And I still am a proud Canadian. This is not in any way saying that I'm not... in fact, I'm more glad that I'm Canadian than I ever have been. But through all that, there's a connection with other Americans, and even though I'm only half, and it's my lesser half, it's a connection. But like I read yesterday, I hope I never feel this American again.
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posted at 4:38 p.m.