If someone was born in a certain area (oh, let's say they were born in Delaware), moved a bit in their first 12 (or so) years and ended up in another area (oh, for the sake of argument, let's say they ended up in Lansdale PA) and lived there for 30 years or more, would they be able to claim that they were native to that area?
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are you not aware of the ruling in Pennsylvania which states that "when a person, who was born in another state moves to the great state of PA, then that person shall hereby be considered a native of said state after the 30 year period of residency has be satisfied."
Anonymous,
That is a very astute observation. However, I notice that you fail to miss a very obvious point in the great history of this area known as "Pennsylvania", which means "Penn's Woods". There are four areas which are known as Commonwealths (Kentucky, Virginia, Massachusetts and Pennsylvania). This dates back into England and the rule of law there. So it can be assumed that the legal specification upon which your hypotheses is based is faulty. So I must respectfully rquest that you go back to the chalkboard (or smart board, depending on your level of technical ability) and rethink the basic formula of your thought.
Tony Minich
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So, sir, I recommend that you put it on the penultimate, not on the dipthonic.
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