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Of perhaps passing interest, I had occasion to speak to a couple of Russian women who operate a store in a mid-sized town. I asked about how their children (born here, for the most part) viewed this country. “Oh, they’re Americans” they said. “They don’t even want to speak Russian.” And so, further inquiry confirmed, the Russian and Ukrainian kids in that town (there were a fair number of them) just simply melted into the “kid population”.Out here in the Portland area I can tell you where you may find a significant number, for example, of Russians. Part of that is language, but only a part of that.
And the discrimination is not specifically all Italians, as opposed to all Germans; the Church particularly on the East Coast has had parishes which were almost entirely ethnically based. Urban changes to Portland have pretty much dissolved at least one ethnically Italian parish; but we certainly have an ethnically Polish parish (and great pirogues during the Polish festival).
Hispanics don’t melt in quite as readily, but some do. Mexicans, in particular, seem to do so more readily than Central Americans. It can sometimes be at least mildly surprising to listen to a Mexican-American speak with a Texas, Oklahoma or Ozark accent.
I am told that in New York there are regional Italian neighborhoods. There are Sicilian, Tuscan, Alpine, etc neighborhoods. It seems “being Italian” is not a rigidly singular thing any more than “being American” is. Some of my own ancestors were Alpine Italian, some with red or blonde-haired, some blue-eyed. A Roman I once knew referred to them as “those Germans”.
