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An Independence Day Reflection

America gave me an identity, a future, and the opportunity to give back.

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Every Independence Day, as Americans celebrate the birth of our nation, I find myself reflecting on a simple but meaningful question:

What has America given to me?

The answer is profound. America gave me an identity, a future, and the opportunity to give back.

I was born in Punjab, India, the youngest of seven children in a family forever shaped by the Partition of India in 1947. Although I was born after those historic events, I grew up hearing stories of loss and sacrifice. My parents lost their ancestral home, land, and possessions in what is now Pakistan. They were forced to rebuild their lives from nothing.

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Our family had already paid a heavy price for freedom. Two of my granduncles lost their lives while serving in the British Army during World War II. Their sacrifice, along with the hardships of Partition, taught our family resilience, courage, and hope.

We lived in an old hilltop fortress in East Punjab that had been allotted to displaced families. The house itself was rich with history, built upon the remains of ancient civilizations. Family tradition tells us that Guru Gobind Singh, the Tenth Guru of the Sikhs, visited our home several times. Growing up in such an environment instilled in me a deep respect for history, faith, and perseverance.

Although we owned farmland, life was not easy. My parents believed education was the only path toward a better future. Every available resource was invested in educating their children.

My eldest brother earned an engineering degree after our family sacrificed nearly everything financially to support him. Yet employment opportunities in India were scarce. He first moved to Kolkata for a modest salary before eventually receiving an opportunity to pursue higher education in the United States. His journey opened the door for the rest of our family.

In 1986, my husband, Virpal Toor, and I arrived in America with our two daughters, who were only two years and six months old. I had graduated from Punjab University in Chandigarh, and my husband from Thapar College in Patiala. Like many immigrants, our first jobs did not match our education, but they gave us the chance to build a future.

Within a year, both of us found careers that reflected our education and abilities. We worked hard, raised our family, and never looked back.

Years later, one of my colleagues asked me a question that has stayed with me.

“You had land in India, and your husband had a good job there. You seem so happy in America. Would you ever consider going back?”

His question made me pause.

What had America truly given me?

My answer surprised even me.

America gave me my own identity.

In India, I was known primarily as someone’s daughter, someone’s sister, and someone’s wife. Those roles remain precious to me, but in America I became simply Baljit Toor. I earned my own living, built my own career, and achieved success through hard work rather than inherited status or wealth. America taught me that every individual has the opportunity to define their own future.

My husband and I also believed that opportunity brings responsibility. We dedicated our lives not only to our family and our careers but also to serving our community.

As a Curator and Museum Educator for the Riverside County Museum system, I devoted my heart and soul to preserving our region’s cultural heritage while upholding the highest standards of museum ethics. Through my work, I sought to educate future generations about the importance of history and culture.

As President of the Interfaith Council, I helped bring together people of many different faiths to build understanding, respect, and friendship. I also completed specialized training in behavioral mental health, learning how spirituality and faith can support people facing emotional and mental health challenges.

Community service has always been an important part of my life. I have served on the Redlands Arts and Culture Commission, the Board of Directors of the Museum of Redlands, as President of the Friends of the Edward-Dean Museum, as Vice President of the GOPIO Inland Empire Chapter, and as Secretary of the Sikh Education Society of Riverside. Every opportunity to serve has been my way of thanking the country that welcomed my family and gave us so much.

My husband dedicated his career to public service as Public Works Director in several California cities, helping build and maintain the infrastructure that serves thousands of residents every day.

America also gave our children opportunities beyond anything we could have imagined. Our eldest daughter serves as an educational counselor in a local school district, helping students achieve their dreams. Our younger daughter founded her own successful law practice, and our son is the CEO of a technology startup in New York. Their achievements are the result of education, hard work, and the opportunities this country provides.

One of the most emotional moments of my life came when I became an American citizen.

As I stood with hundreds of others and took the Oath of Allegiance, tears streamed down my face. I wasn’t leaving my birthplace behind; I was embracing a new home while carrying my heritage with me.

The words of the oath reminded me that citizenship is more than a legal status. It is a promise—to protect freedom, respect others, contribute to society, and accept responsibility for the future of our nation.

Today, I still love returning to Punjab to visit family and lifelong friends. Those visits remind me where my journey began. But every time my plane lands in California, I quietly thank God for bringing me home.

My home is now Redlands, California.

America has given me opportunity, dignity, independence, purpose, and the freedom to become the person I was meant to be. In return, I have tried to give back through my work, my family, and my service to the community.

That is what America has given me.

And for that, every Fourth of July, I celebrate with a grateful heart.

 

 The writer is a California-based museum curator and community leader.

 

 

(The views and opinions expressed in this article are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of New India Abroad.)

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