Happy 22nd Homecoming Anniversary to me!

On January 20, 1981, Eugene and I landed in New York City along with 98 Vietnamese immigrants coming from Paris on a TWA flight.
Because it was a TWA flight, our plane was in contact with the TWA plane that had the recently liberated Iran hostages on board - so we were some of the first ones to find out about the good news. Everyone on the plane cheered, we more than all of them because we identified with their situation.
The same day, it was Innauguration Day for Ronald Reagan. At the time, we did not know the connection between the two events (i.e: it was Bush Sr who intervened with the Iranians to hold over the hostages until after the elections so Carter can be defeated. The date coincidence was definitely deliberate.)
We were welcomed on the airport by Alfred and Marcelle - as soon as they recognized us, that is. We had sent them photographs but somehow we did not look like immigrants to them - too well dressed, and no wooden suitcases.
At Alfred's home, later that night, we ate giant steaks, sang "America, America" and called Mimi and Papu in Romania with the prearranged message:"I have twins. Boy and girl.They are healthy and everything is OK"
The 20th anniversary I spent protesting the Coronation in Washington D.C.
A few sad notes: Alfred, Mimi, Papu, Eugene had since passed away.
The bright future started looking a bit like the past we left behind.
Ironically, TWA doesn't exist anymore either.
Still, Happy Homecoming to me.
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Also, belated Happy Birthday to Fima (Jan 1st) and Sophie (Jan 5th)

Also, I accept suggestions for a better name for our blog - I can change that.