I am actually 100% Spanish...from Spain, not mexico.
All my Grand parents came from somewhere in Andalusia. On my dad's side his parent settled in West Virginia so his dad could work in the coal mines (Andalusia is evidently a coal mining region of Spain.)
My mom's Father came to conquer the Us in the Spanish American War. But when the ship landed the Treaty of Paris had been signed and the war was over...So he hung out in America for a bit, fell in love with it, and went back to Spain to Bring his wife back a few years later. He settled in Detroit where a decade or so later my mom was born.
MY Dad left to fight in WWII and while in the Phillipines his mom and Dad came up to Detroit and my Grandpa went to work on the line at one of the auto plants.
When the war was over my future dad came to Detroit to join his family and siblings, and met my mom at a Spanish Dance at a Spanish American Club calle "Estados Unitos."
Since my granparents all came from the same area of Spain (though never knew each other) someone introduce my dad to my mom, and the rest ids history....
I am a purebred Spic...who can speak very little of his familie's native tongue ( a long story) but still is proud of his heritage...
Oh and during Prohibition my Dad's brother, my Uncle, was a bootlegger in WVA who used to hide his beer (I assume was homebrewed) in the "crick" behing the police station....where noone would think to look.