Death and Dreams in the Desert

It was different not to see Alejandro and Jeremias* at the Comedor. They had gone to another part of Mexico, and would be crossing the dangerous border as I write this. The wind was unusually cold in the past two nights they headed there. And I could not imagine them ravaged by the cold nightsContinue reading “Death and Dreams in the Desert”

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Discovering a Deep River in the Desert

Undocumented migrants, deported from the US, line up for the meals at the Comedor, the feeding center of the Kino Border Initiative in Mexico. They come in droves. Every day migrants deported from the United States are brought by bus to the Deconcini gate in Nogales, Sonora. And just as the US close their gates onContinue reading “Discovering a Deep River in the Desert”

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When Migrants Die in the Desert, Who Cares?

(The Comedor of the Kino Border Initiative, Nogales, Sonora, Mexico. Frontera means the Border) Forcing his luck by taking the dangerous trek through the Sonora desert, Jose and companions Pedro and Francisco* had been rounded and beaten up by gangs on their way back to the United States. They are illegal or unauthorized immigrants andContinue reading “When Migrants Die in the Desert, Who Cares?”

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Jesuits at the Cutting Edge

On a newly constructed wall at the Nogales part of Mexico marking the US border hung white crosses with the names of those who died crossing and braving the vast unforgiving Sonora desert. Fr. Peter Neeley SJ said that he had performed several blessings of headless bodies or bones found scattered in the wasteland. They said thatContinue reading “Jesuits at the Cutting Edge”

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