It's interesting that you say that as we spoke English and Creole at home, and that was the case for most of us Pan Am Caribbeans. Our Canadian relatives went back and forth between French and Creole. OTOH, compared to the cohort of immigrants that you're getting, we're *very* Western in comparison, hence my joke about sending Haitians to Germany if you needed warm (Catholic) bodies.

OTOH, I have an aunt that never really picked up English for whatever reason, and living in South Florida without papers (and no access to good jobs) reinforces the Haitian bubble.

>Sometimes the most racially-foreign person in the room is the most ethnically-native person there.

As my dad noted when his viewpoints shifted over the years from living in the US, sometimes magic dirt does work.