Is There a Right Time?

My grandfather emigrated to the united states when he was 14. He and his cousin were separated from his aunts because it was men to the right, women to the left. They had no idea what to do so they hid behind some crates in ellis island. And then an hour later their aunts came walking out. For him, it was this big sense of what happens in the world if i am now in this country when i don't speak,. The fear and the apprehension and the excitement and pation in all those emotions. So that'si stories for my grandfather, who emigrated from denmark, i think, are ones that are so infused in my family, in