Editor’s Note: This post first appeared on FWD.us My dad’s hands violently trembled as he gripped the steering wheel. His knuckles became as white as my mom’s face when she turned to my brother and me in the backseat. She told us to duck down. The knot in my stomach tightened as I did and […]Continue Reading →
I’ve wanted to write this essay for some time since reading so many immigration reform advocates in the U.S. who so passionately work for a more just and humane system. I’m often saddened by the lack of historical awareness around the immigration issue, though I also understand the passion of simply wanting to help […]Continue Reading →
July Fourth. Glenn Ellyn, Illinois. My friends and I had just finished barbequing. As dusk approached, we hopped into my car to go see the fireworks at Lake Ellyn. After spending more time than we should have trying to find a parking spot, we rushed over to Lake Ellyn as the fireworks began before […]Continue Reading →
