|An official building (I sort of forget exactly|
which official building) in Rome, Italy.
Photo: Ed Perrone
I have always been one of those hyphenated "Italian-Americans." Our parents or (mostly, for my generation) our grandparents came over to this country from Italy, and we were raised with one eye toward our heritage in the "Old Country" and the other eye toward the future in this country.
But just a couple of months ago I followed a link on a website and discovered that I was actually a bit more than "Italian-American." Under the laws of Italy, I am legally an Italian citizen.
There are several ways this works, but the basic concept is that someone who is born to an Italian citizen is also an Italian citizen -- regardless of where they are born -- and they can pass that citizenship down to their own children.
(This is the same as if U.S. citizens are living out of the country and have a child. That child is automatically a U.S. citizen, because it was born to U.S. citizens, regardless of where it is born. Depending on the laws of the country where it is born, it may also be a citizen of that country.)
In my case, my grandfather came from Italy to this country in 1913. But he did not become a U.S. citizen (and thus give up his Italian citizenship) until 1924. In the meantime, in 1922, my father was born. Because my father was born in the U.S., he was automatically a U.S. citizen, of course. But because my grandfather was still an Italian citizen at that time, my father was also legally a citizen of Italy. And then when I was born, since my father was a citizen of Italy, so was I.
No one ever told me this. They may not have even known. When you emigrated to another country in those days, you were pretty much cutting all of your ties. You couldn't just jet back for a quick visit with the family who remained behind. So the esoteric legalities of citizenship probably didn't mean a whole lot, even if they did know. They had settled here, they had become U.S. citizens, anything else was irrelevant.
But for me, in the 21st century, the possibility of dual citizenship is a revelation and opens up a massive number of opportunities. It is exciting. It is likely to lead to even more adventures.
The first adventure is actually the claiming of my citizenship itself. Even though I have technically been an Italian citizen since my birth, I now have to gather together the documentation to demonstrate this to the Italian government. (Just like when you apply for your U.S. passport, you have to bring them your birth certificate and other documentation to prove you that you are indeed a U.S. citizen.)
So now I am collecting up all of that documentation, having it certified, having it translated into Italian, etc., etc., etc. From what I gather from others who have been down this road, it will take some months to get this all together, and probably will become its own adventure. Then I will need to meet with the officials at the Italian Consulate in Houston to have them go over this paperwork. If they find it all in order, they will officially recognize my Italian citizenship, and I will be officially a dual citizen.
And then the real adventure will begin.....