Today is the day that I finally became an American citizen. I am still not 100 percent sure that I made the right choice but its done and its not the kind of thing that can be undone too easily. I carry three passports now, and I hope they don't take any of them away-if they do the first to go would be the American. All in all the ceremony was nice but not nearly as nice as the Canadian one I went through in 1994. There were people from 100 different countries and they would call your country and you would stand. They called United Kingdom and I stood for that country. I think Jay was wondering why I didn't stand for Canada, which is not truly my country. Jay's friend Johnny came and took lots of pictures for us which was very nice. Poor Alex didn't like the ceremony too much and cried at the top of his lungs the whole time. Jay had to leave the hall it was so loud and I guess a lot of women were trying to help him but all Alex wanted was me. One woman was very rude to him and told him the crying was wrecking the whole ceremony. It was a nice experience and I am glad that everything worked out the way it did. It was a long 10 year road with many frustrations along the path, but now I am a naturalized American but you can never take the Canadian out of me.
