As 2006 comes hurtling towards us, our on going saga (or should I say my on going saga) continues to drag on. As this Scotsman and his American family pulled into the drive on a ‘thank crunchie it’s Friday’ here comes the weekend sort of mood, the beginning of the weekend just got better. The letter from the U.S.Citizen and Immigration Services that we had been waiting for since our ‘Adjustment of Status’ interview on November 7th 2005, was in the mail box. The three of us bundled into the hoose, and gathered round the grand opening of Daddy’s final approval for his ‘Green Card’. And there it was in black and white, as clear as day, staring us in the face, ‘IT IS REQUESTED THAT YOU SUBMIT THE FOLLOWING DOCUMENTS: Marriage certificate from all marriages and/or petition.’ This is the same marriage certificate that was the last piece of the jigsaw that completed the paperwork that was offically filed after the wedding on November 11th 2002, nearly 3 years to the day before my ‘Adjustment of Status’ interview. This is the same marriage certificate without which we would have got further than December 2002. This is the same marriage certificate that we gave copies of during the ‘Adjustment of Status’ interview, November 11th 2005, and the saga goes on, and on and on!
So this latest episode, adds to the letter that never was, never arriving due to the Legal Alien not being home, being home but weeding the garden and didn’t hear the door, even though it was a normal letter and the postman doesn’t knock twice, doesn’t knock at all I’m led to believe. So I guess the USCIS thought the Legal Alien had skipped the country, or maybe was in a better place, that’s why they didn’t try and contact him again, hoping he would just vanish perhaps? Well he didn’t, and several months later he contacted the USCIS to see how his case was doing, and learned of the mysterious letter, which to this day, I have no idea of the contents.
Just one of those things I guess, along with the vanishing finger prints, which to be fair I’m sure was a combination of the high altitude during the flight from NY to SF, and a bad batch of ink??!!
Okay, I better get moving and get an appointment set up with USCIS SF to get a ‘Advance Parole Visa’ so I can visit Scotland in 3 weeks, my third visa in 3 years at $170 a pop. And I’m really looking forward to the bloke at the Immigration desk at SF airport screaming at me for not having a green card, why don’t I have a green card after 3 years, and why haven’t I mentioned my wife. Well he did tell me not to speak except for answering his questions, and he hadn’t asked about Pamela yet. I know I do spin a yarn from time to time when telling a story, but the last bit about SF airport immigration desk is no word of a lie.
I thought since my darling wife and son posts all the good stuff on Caird Family Tales I would try and re-address the balance. Ah, the joys of being a moaning, tight Scotsman, maybe the USCIS are smarter that I thought?
