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The Wind Doesn't Need a Passport
Award-winning journalist Tyche Hendricks has explored the U.S.-Mexico borderlands by car and by foot, on horseback, and in the back of a pickup truck. She has shared meals with border residents, listened to their stories, and visited their homes, churches, hospitals, farms, and jails. In this dazzling portrait of one of the least understood and most debated regions in the country, Hendricks introduces us to the ordinary Americans and Mexicans who live there—cowboys and Indians, factory workers and physicians, naturalists and nuns. A new picture of the borderlands emerges, and we find that this region is not the dividing line so often imagined by Americans, but is a common ground alive with the energy of cultural exchange and international commerce, burdened with too-rapid growth and binational conflict, and underlain with a deep sense of history.
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The Wind Doesn’t Need a Passport
Award-winning journalist Tyche Hendricks has explored the U.S.-Mexico borderlands by car and by foot, on horseback, and in the back of a pickup truck. She has shared meals with border residents, listened to their stories, and visited their homes, churches, hospitals, farms, and jails. In this dazzling portrait of one of the least understood and most debated regions in the country, Hendricks introduces us to the ordinary Americans and Mexicans who live there—cowboys and Indians, factory workers and physicians, naturalists and nuns. A new picture of the borderlands emerges, and we find that this region is not the dividing line so often imagined by Americans, but is a common ground alive with the energy of cultural exchange and international commerce, burdened with too-rapid growth and binational conflict, and underlain with a deep sense of history.
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The Wind Doesn't Need a Passport
Award-winning journalist Tyche Hendricks has explored the U.S.-Mexico borderlands by car and by foot, on horseback, and in the back of a pickup truck. She has shared meals with border residents, listened to their stories, and visited their homes, churches, hospitals, farms, and jails. In this dazzling portrait of one of the least understood and most debated regions in the country, Hendricks introduces us to the ordinary Americans and Mexicans who live there--cowboys and Indians, factory workers and physicians, naturalists and nuns. A new picture of the borderlands emerges, and we find that this region is not the dividing line so often imagined by Americans, but is a common ground alive with the energy of cultural exchange and international commerce, burdened with too-rapid growth and binational conflict, and underlain with a deep sense of history.
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Who Will Report the Next Chapter of America’s Immigration Story?
At a San Francisco union hall, Ahmed Yahya Mushreh and his fellow janitors huddled around a table, planning a gathering to honor the memory of a young Yemeni immigrant who had died almost thirty years before, fighting for the cause of California farmworkers. The martyred activist, Nagi Daifullah, was a leader in the United Farm Workers (UFW) grape strike and became a legend among Yemeni immigrants, particularly the janitors of SEIU Local 87, many of whom had ties to the vineyards of the San Joaquin Valley. Mushreh, age sixty-five, picked grapes as a young man, still carried his UFW card,
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Tijuana
On a tijuana side street, just steps from the rusting steel border fence, two dozen preschoolers ate a lunch of spaghetti and milk one December day at the Mother Antonia Child Care Center for the families of police officers. After their teachers cleared the little tables and wiped the small hands clean, the children erupted in squeals of excitement: the Christmasposadawas about to begin.
A clown twisted long balloons into the shapes of butterflies and dachshunds. His wife painted tiger stripes and whiskers on the children’s faces. And a teacher passed a basket of colorfulcascarones, blown eggs
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Elsa
The thunk and slap of a volleyball game echoed through the junior high school gymnasium in Elsa, Texas. Sweat streaming from her forehead and a long dark ponytail flopping on her shoulders, Maribel Saenz connected with the ball, setting it up for a teammate who spiked it over the net. With a whoop of glee, the seventeen-year-old led her fellows in a brief victory dance. But the game eventually went to the other team, led by Mari’s sister, Carolina, a lanky fifteen-year-old and the strongest player on the court.
The relative cool of the gym was a welcome respite from
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Nogales/Nogales
Making his rounds through the hospital general, in the growing border city of Nogales, Sonora, internist Enrique Contreras stopped beside a bed where a stout nurse was bathing a badly injured patient with a washcloth. The patient, Hugo Llanos, a twenty-year-old peasant from Oaxaca, had spent a week in this public hospital, drifting in and out of consciousness, after being transferred by ambulance from St. Joseph’s Hospital in Phoenix. Border Patrol agents had found his body crumpled near some railroad tracks in Arizona, his hands and face smashed and bleeding, and guessed that he had jumped or fallen from a
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Mexicali
A pair of fortresslike power plants looms on the empty desert plain outside Mexicali, just a few miles south of the U.S. border. On a calm September morning, three men tromped around the perimeter of one of the plants. They peered through the chain-link and barbed-wire fence and took note of a sharp chlorine smell where water from the plant’s cooling towers burbled out of a concrete drainage pipe into a discharge canal shaded by tamarisk and bulrushes.
Two of the three—brawny men in cowboy boots—were Imperial County air pollution agents, who had driven by pickup truck from
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McAllen/Reynosa
A family of giraffes strutted across the fifty-two-inch television screen in Char Taylor’s living room. Outside the air was hot and sultry—the bank thermometer in downtown McAllen, Texas, read 103 degrees at 10:00 a.m. In Taylor’s subdivision, a few miles west, the turquoise swimming pool sparkled invitingly. Her five-year-old niece Chloe, visiting from Taylor’s hometown in Kansas, begged to swim. But the sun was too strong. Better to wait for evening, Taylor said. So the pair stayed indoors, where air conditioning kept the five-bedroom house pleasant. Chloe arranged her Beanie Babies on the couch while Taylor folded laundry and
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