The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough some of which go and others come.

Those who visit foreign nations but associate only with their own country-men change their climate but not their customs. They see new meridians but the same men and with heads as empty as their pockets return home with traveled bodies but untravelled minds.

Customs and convictions change respectable people are the last to know or to admit the change and the ones most offended by fresh reflections of the facts in the mirror of art.

In grade school I was taught that the United States is a melting pot. People from all over the world come here for freedom and to pursue a better life. They arrive with next to nothing work incredibly hard learn a new language and new customs and in a generation they become an integral part of our amazing nation.