What makes me an “Other”, at first glance one would assume my hair or maybe even my skin but that is just a combination of God-given elements that define me.
     My name is Dimitri Butts, I’ve never met another with the same name so kudos to myself… and my Mother.
     I was born on the Island of Trinidad and Tobago, located in the West Indies approximately 6 miles off of the coast of Venezuela. I’ve lived there until I was three years young and moved to Pompano Beach, Florida where I spent majority of childhood and teenage years.
     Becoming an American Citizen was quite a hassle; up until the age of 10, I can remember vividly. Growing and forming in the diverse state of cultural versatility into my personal traits and actions.
     My parents were in and out of my life due to unforeseen causes, this catapulted me to take on my own identity and not one in the shadows of being nurtured. Since the age of 13, I became a nomad, and at the age of 18, I set across America to venture and really experience everything I’ve seen on a map.
     Visiting 39 states and 13 countries on my own, filling in all the missing voids that I couldn’t share with family. Meeting strangers and feeling that social bond, leaving an everlasting mark upon my conscious of, no matter where you’re from or where you reside, I always found a connection due to venturing out and realizing the common good in people. If anyone asks where I’m from, I’ll respond “Pompano Beach, Florida” proudly, but it’s the journeys and voices of America that has a piece of me… and I just hope to be remembered for it all, even if it is as…. “an immigrant.”