That's baby Angelo between Mom and Dad circa 1979 I’m an American citizen born on the US Territory of Guam, raised in the US Commonwealth of the Northern Mariana Islands, and have lived and worked in Washington, DC for the last decade. Most mornings I wake up, make a pot of coffee, and read the news from my back porch, where I have a view of the Wharf and the Francis Case Memorial Bridge. Every day for the last week or so, trucks from the People’s Convoy have barreled down I-395, across the bridge and into DC to block our roads and intersections in protest of perceived violations of their Freedom. There is an irony in that their definition of Freedom means they must disrupt the lives of hundreds of thousands of second-class American citizens living in DC. But this is nothing new to me, I’ve been a second class citizen my entire life. Back at home in the Northern Mariana Islands, on the other side of the International Dateline, today is Commonwealth Covenant Day, the day we