Spent the day in my grandparents hometown. Everyone I talked to was really nice and friendly. It’s a place that’s seen better days. I got a little emotional in the Ethnic Discovery museum because I got an idea of what life must have been like for an Eastern European immigrant like my mother’s grandparents in a strange, new land. Their life wasn’t easy but they did what they did their children, grandchildren, and now we their great grandchildren could live better lives. I also learned a touching thing about my great grandmother and how she refused to institutionalize my great aunt and instead raised her with my grandfather’s siblings and then my grandfather himself when he arrived a year later.