There are the firsts –
A young mother wrote me – “She smiled at me today!!! Locked eyes with me and then after about five seconds … A beautiful smile!”
There are last words –
Kate – “Dad, help me, help me.”
There are moments in-between –
I was rather taken back to find that my city is on the list of America’s sanctuary (“place where illegal immigrants can go so they can be safe from deportation, jail time for crimes, and they can get jobs without being asked for legality of citizenship”) cities. The fact of the matter is that for all intents and purposes this whole country is one giant sanctuary for illegals and a rapidly growing refugee population.
Ken Wahl – Rest in Peace, Kate Steinle.You were an American that had No Sanctuary in your own country…Unlike the illegal alien who killed you..Tragic.