Immigrants have long turned to rural America as a source of work, but often struggle because they lack English language skills. That’s a little different in Beardstown, Ill., a town about an hour west of Springfield.
Many describe Alejandro Solalinde as a voice for justice, crying in the wilderness for migrants from Central America and Mexico. This has been especially true since he made it clear he is willing to die for this cause.
Millions have crossed the dangerous, high-security border between Mexico and the U.S. But we rarely hear about the actual, visceral experience of crossing. What do migrants bring? What do they eat and drink?