When I look at the young Iranian-Americans today, living in a society that has reached the point where it knows where Iran is, how talented Iranians are, and how proud they are, I think back to my childhood in this country when none of that was known.
As members of the first generation of Iranian immigrant families to make a mass exodus to America, my family found itself in a country that was reeling from a hostage crisis, images of horrifically unfriendly clerical faces, and footage of a bloody war dotted with the huddled figures of