March 6, 2011

Dear Arizona

A letter (warning: may induce tears). 

"Each time, when these things happened, I was disgusted with the way people didn’t bother to help. I was stuck on the side of the freeway hoping my friend’s roadside service would show, just watching tow trucks cruise past me. But you know who came to my rescue all three times? Immigrants. Mexican immigrants. None of them spoke any English."

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