Border-Crossing Youth Will Make A Difference

Following my dad into the arroyo, I imagined the Gerry cans filled with water. He’d just told me about his and Glenda’s past water drops for the migrants who used to travel up and down these creek beds. I imagined the groups I’d seen in the media, with working men, women and children huddled togetherContinue reading “Border-Crossing Youth Will Make A Difference”