Things I have grown used to during this semester in the Açores:
- kissing on both cheeks - mid-afternoon gelato (chocolate drumsticks for me) and espresso - "water closets"/WCs = bathrooms - bidets and espresso machines in every home (at least the ones I have entered) - Mercedes taxis and diesel trucks - daily bread delivery truck horns - counting time by the church bells throughout the day and night - tiny cobblestone streets, tinier cars - no unsweetened iced tea or black pepper offered in restaurants - switchplates OUTSIDE of rooms
My father and his family came to America on the Açorean Refugee Act which was due, in large part, to JFK's influence. Not surprisingly, many Açorean-Portuguese immigrants do feel a connection to Kennedy and honor the efforts of he and his fellow participants on the bill.
Though my mother's family were already citizens at the time of the Refugee Act (my grandfather was a native of Fall River, MA), their evacuation of the volcanic island Faial was aided by the Refugee Act as well.