My mother came here to New York. She and my grandmother were domestics, cooking, cleaning for other people.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm from New York. My grandparents were settlers of Long Island City. When they came here, there was no bridge, and they had to hire a boat across the river. They had a farm, and my grandmother had to go once a week to Manhattan to buy provisions - very primitive.
I grew up in New York City, and both my parents worked. On weekends, we'd go out to the country, and on Sunday nights we'd come back. Sometimes we were a little cranky - it was a long drive. But we could always look forward to one thing: my mother's ziti and meat sauce.
My parents were born and brought up in New York City. My father was trained as an electrical engineer, and my mother was an elementary school teacher. They were the children of Jewish immigrants who had come to the United States from England and Lithuania in the late 1800s.
My mom lives in New York still in the home that I grew up in.
My father and mother should have stayed in New York, where they met and married and where I was born.
I'm a native New Yorker. Everything to do with New York feels like my family.
I was raised in New York and then moved to Miami in my teenage years, returning to New York later on.
My family moved to Buffalo, New York in 1940 where I was raised.
I grew up in New York.
When I came to America from Sweden, Mother and I, we went to Chicago where our relatives lived.