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This book is my attempt to come to terms with the country I love. I fi rst came here in September of 1958. I had worked my way over as a dish washer on the passenger ship Arosa Sky. We steamed into New York harbor. I saw the Statue of Liberty. Someone met me at the dock and took me to the Trailways depot to put me on a bus to Austin, Texas. Did I want a return ticket, valid for a year? I said yes. The man at the window began to write the ticket. I thought about it and said to my guide: No, one. | REAL AMERICAN ETHICS ALBERT Real American Ethics albert borgmann The University of Chicago Press Chicago .
