When history looks back on Nov. 25, it will remember the United States characterized hundreds of human beings as criminals and stooped low enough to attack unarmed men, women and children. . .
Closing the San Ysidro Port of Entry was like closing the door to a place I hold dear and holding the people I love on the other side captive.
It meant that I wasn’t sure if it would be open in time for my abuelos to cross over and make their flight to join us for Christmas.
It meant shutting the doors on my abuela, who may forget what day it is or how to get to her room because of her dementia, but never ceases to call America her home. That, she remembers.