I'd like that to be the story's happy ending, too, and I guess we can write our own versions, eh? I also know that the brush country of South Texas has been littered with the bones of hundreds of migrants through the years, who ran out of water and food, and simply fell dead in the desert because they were afraid to ask for help, which meant arrest and deportation.
Thanks J.B. I hope the younger man and his father are happy in San Antonio today. I'd like to imagine a happy ending to a tragedy.
I'd like that to be the story's happy ending, too, and I guess we can write our own versions, eh? I also know that the brush country of South Texas has been littered with the bones of hundreds of migrants through the years, who ran out of water and food, and simply fell dead in the desert because they were afraid to ask for help, which meant arrest and deportation.
I think I will always remember this. Heartbreaking yet hopeful. I felt I was there with you. 💔