As my mother and I were going through the belongings of my recently departed father, she found his immigration card from 1968 showing he could legally reside in the United States.
My father was born in Colombia, and he came to the U.S. in the mid-1960s at a time when American immigration laws were opening up after decades of excluding people from developing countries.
He eventually earned his doctorate and his citizenship, and he became a founder and president of a college. He spoke English fluently but with a heavy accent, and his darker skin, high cheekbones and thick eyebrows revealed his heritage.
These details struck me as I read the Sept. 8 Court decision allowing Immigration and Customs Enforcement to resume its aggressive operation in Los Angeles.
The court majority offered no