You ask, “What is your book about?”
Well, my family and friends, it is about you and me. It is a memoir about how we came to be Americans, how we came to be related, and how we came to love our American dream life.
Since I toddled, scurried, and practically ran through the entire twentieth-century, I feel I own it, and now you, my future reader, should inherit this legacy of feelings, thoughts, and experiences.
Two global wars could not prevent our achievements in science, industrialization, or technology; a legacy no ancestor could possibly envision. All centuries combined never amassed the progress our early immigrants or we modern day Americans accomplished within these one hundred years.
I have attempted to summarize and highlight the interesting parts and pieces with the hope you, my reader, will spread the word forward.
Ultimately, this is a story for everyone’s family. It is a story of immigrants without money or education who not only turned poverty into middle-class life, but created the most amazing American century the world has known.
Excerpts from According To Aileen
Thanks to the success of the first 1901 radio transmission, whatever was happening in America was spreading daily across the world, and that world was taking serious note. Great waves of European immigrants were on the move, and they had New York’s Statue of Liberty in their sights.
This new century of inspiration included the Nineteenth Amendment (a woman’s right to vote) … sexual freedom … (L)ife-altering demands of equality for all genders and all races …
When American questioning occurred, it was messy and forever unflagging in its pursuit of equality. “All Men Are Created Equal”: a statement not original to the twentieth-century mindset, but loudly touted throughout all the American decades ….
… we were a nation bubbling over with war bond rallies, victory gardens, war relief, food, and gas rationing. From the onset of the war, not only was the nation immersed in daily combat news, but flag-waving was the national patriotic stance.
… post-war … small-town America was on the move. The American pot was bubbling … As a nation, we were back to a “chicken in every pot,” a car in every garage, one bathroom in every home, three bedrooms for sure, two children with a stay-at-home mommy, and at least one telephone, one pet, and one pair of nylon stockings.
In 1948, … the true magic of television invaded our eyes, our minds, and our every spare moment … the manufacture and the sales boom exploded in 1949. One might try to equate this phenomenon with the advent of the computer, but no, … and I was there.
On May 17, 1954, …the Supreme Court…ruled “that segregation was inherently unequal … The Civil Rights Movement became a force in America never to be stopped …
… nothing in our century … overshadowed those live, televised moments of Neil Armstrong stepping onto the moon.
I grew to believe in my own equality. This belief is my only sense of entitlement.