Maternally we settled in Monterrey prior to 1776 and were among the very first Spanish settlers in San Francisco in June (I think) of that year. I believe I'm sixth generation- my grandma kept track of all that but she died in 1963, my Mom insists we never intermingled with the indiginous populations which might make us (ugh) Mexicans, so I believe we interbread for a couple generations in there, which might explain the crosseyed trait we all share.
My Dad's family immigrated here in the early 20s from Germany and were devout facists. They were German sympithizers during WW2 and refused to fight against Hitler- in fact a great uncle of mine was imprisoned for refusing induction into the Army and didn't get out of prison until 1952. Old pics from the 1930s show my great aunts wearing Swastika beltbuckles.
I guess that makes me an American.