Who am I? Where am I going? Why am I here?

Age old questions for sure. They can cover a wide variety of situations, religious, philosophical, deeply personal. Today I would like to address them from a national perspective. Who Am I? I am an American! Im not Irish American, African American, Japanese American, Chinese American, Spanish/Mexican or any other type. Im simply American. Sure my ancestors immigrated here, some for religious freedoms, political freedoms, some for new opportunities. That first generation may have a reason to have the dual title in their name, but strangely enough as I investigate them I find it interesting that they were proud to call themselves Americans. Somehow it seems that, that pride has diminished somewhat in todays culture.