Agreed. Years ago, I worked with a quiet, unassuming pressman. It was just he and I on second shift, and he was a diligent worker and pleasant guy. He told me he was having a picnic with family at a park in St. Paul, and to bring my family.
It turns out it was the Vang clan family reunion, and was attended by people from every corner of the US. We were welcomed as family might be.
Been going every year, since. I was the white guy the first year, critical identifier as Hmong food is similar to Tai food, and they can eat it with far more hot seasoning that I can tolerate. Every year, more people who are not Hmong are invited to enjoy the festivities.
My friend turned out to be a tribal leader of that clan, known by nearly all of the several thousand people who made it.
Warm, welcoming folk. I am amazed at how well their culture adapted to life in the US, while retaining their family ties.
Best,
Ted
