My grandma’s father rode a boat to the U.S. to find a different life. Some of her siblings were born in Poland, and my grandma was born in the United States. She and her family lived on one hill in a railroad city in Pennsylvania, close to the manufacturing plants, and my grandpa’s family lived on another. When they got married, they dreamed of making a new shared life for themselves and oranges they could pick, so they moved west to California. A few years later, they moved to a place with old orange trees in the backyard.

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