I began a lifelong friendship with a man I met when he was traveling with his migrant family as a child. They came through every year to pick oinions and carrots. His and two other interrelated migrant families all got their citizenship within a few years of each other. Those migrants were definitely a different crowd than what we see today. Back then, they came for the American dream
Today, they have other things in mind.
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If you start saying you had friendship with immigrants around here,
the “human refuse” haters will jump on you in a second.
Still, I understand that era...