When they first started this invasion, it was small, usually only men, and usually young men. My husband would see them at the Post Office and interpret for them. He was practically raised by Mexicans and has a real love for the Mexican people and their culture. If he is in an area where many are speaking Spanish, he begins to actually think in Spanish. They would come to him if they were sick, because they were afraid then. He played golf with a doctor who was of Mexican decent and he would either send them to this doctor or if they just needed medicene, he would call a local pharmicist and explain the problem and they would go pick it up. These people stayed out of trouble, worked for a while, and went home. While they did take money home, they took no freebies, had no family or children here for us to support. Years later when I began to deal with the families, especially the women and children while liquidating estates, I would tell my husband of the problems with stealing, and he would be angry with me. He didn't believe me. I made him go with me a few times and he literally wept. It was so sad. He said, "These are not the people I know."
[Those of us who live among large illegal populations know the look in the eye of an illegal.Two expressions prevail, fear or hatred.Neither option is acceptable to me.If they were not illegal, they would not have that fear. If they were not illegal, and dangerous to the all of us, they would not have that hatred.]
I haven't seen fear in a long time. All I see is hatred and distaste. Believe me, these people know we are stupid. You can see it in their faces. They know our government is allowing this to happen and we are doing nothing.
Are there some good ones, certainly. But they are all illegal and they are all causing harm to this country by breaking our laws and enjoying the freedom, education and other benefits of this country without paying for it in any way.