And the fact that there is so little outrage or interest in this tragedy is an element that astounds

I ve had a tough time writing about life on the border these past weeks. Maybe it is the intense heat. We are on the cusp of the monsoon season, and temperatures are triple digits. Humidity is rising. Instead of the famed Arizona "dry heat", there is plenty of sweat these days. A haze of green fuzz on the desert floor from an early rain last week covers the surrounding landscape and I hope it is the prelude to a torrential monsoon. But there is always a sense of guarded optimism before arizona resort hotel the monsoon season. Will the rains pour buckets over my desert home and give blessed relief, or will it pass me by?
When President arizona resort hotel Obama announced last week that Homeland Security would stop automatically deporting young undocumented immigrants and grant them work permits, I was delighted. But I remain guarded about all the jubilation and hoopla. I don t want to get my hopes up. The DREAM Act (Development, Relief, and Education for Alien Minors) targets undocumented immigrants who came to the U.S. before they were 16, and have lived in this country for more than five straight years, staying in school and out of trouble. Hundreds of thousands of young people could benefit from this. I have met many "DREAM kids" over the past year at the comedor. They are kids in college, in high school, some married with families and working at jobs they enjoy. Many were not aware they were undocumented. They consider the United States their home.
So visiting the comedor this week I looked forward to a positive and uplifting story to tell. I had a fantasy of walking a DREAM kid back into the U.S., waving at ICE and the Customs Officials as we passed through the border check point.
Instead of DREAMers, our little group of Samaritans got a different kind of migrant experience. Four cows were wandering the busy highway heading toward Estados Unidos. They had escaped from a local corral and were determinedly making arizona resort hotel their way to the customs gates and FREEDOM!! We did our best to help round them up, but alas, their Mexican owners ushered them back to their holding area awaiting arizona resort hotel shipment to an American stockyard.
There were 78 migrants arizona resort hotel at the comedor on this day, and none of them qualified as a DREAM candidate. This group had never heard of the DREAM Act. Most of the migrants today were farmers and bakers and chefs and distraught parents fleeing parts of Mexico and Central America for economic reasons. arizona resort hotel Several arizona resort hotel from Honduras simply said it was too dangerous to stay in their villages.
And here s what I realized. arizona resort hotel I dreaded writing yet another tragic story of dashed hopes and unspeakable injury. I was afraid to admit that people don t want to read about this stuff anymore. I was afraid that today s group was jumping from the frying pan into the fire of the Sonoran desert in June.
Maybe someone is paying attention after all. Rose visited the comedor awhile back and validated arizona resort hotel my own experience about immigration and the perils awaiting those who cross the desert. Illegal immigration numbers may be down, but the numbers of deaths in the desert remain high. Because of a military presence, the Border Patrol, ICE and National arizona resort hotel Guard troops scouring Arizona for the undocumented, migrants are pushed into remote mountainous areas which are extremely difficult to traverse. They become arizona resort hotel lost, dehydrated, abandoned, injured, and many of them die.
One gentleman who looked arizona resort hotel to be in his 40 s has tried to cross into the U.S. four times and has been in and out of detention centers for months. He is a cook at a Mexican restaurant in Alabama where his wife and children live.
I am horrified. Shura, a Samaritan mover and shaker, shows the aunt and children a map. We point to the distance from Nogales to any town or city. We point out the little red dots on the map which indicate deaths. We talk about how many bottles of water per day you need to carry to survive. The kids and aunt don t hear a thing. The little boy, age 9, draws a picture of his dreams for this journey. He draws himself and the wall at the border. arizona resort hotel He tells us his Papa lives in a place surrounded by skyscrapers. Both kids look at me with hope and a bravado that defies reason. They are going to see their Papa and the journey will be an adventure. There may be insurmountable barriers, but the aunt (in her 20 s) and the kids are dreaming of skyscrapers.
There is next to nothing in the local press about lost lives in the desert arizona resort hotel during these summer months. I m told that people don t want to hear about it. And today, I didn t want to hear about it either. But thanks to Ananda Rose and her excellent op-ed, I am reminded that things are grim for our desert travelers. It may be good news for the "DREAMers", but there are scores that are left out.
And the fact that there is so little outrage or interest in this tragedy is an element that astounds me. I wrote of Alfonso s death in my last posting.  I found out about this death in a newspaper near San Diego weeks after his body was discovered.  It is rare to read of death in the desert in the local news. Why doesn t 2,025 plus deaths since the year 2000 within 40 miles of my home stir up any interest? What does it take to wake us up to this senseless loss of life? This is happening in our own backyard.  What is to become of the hundreds of pilgrims I meet each week? Many that I see and speak with will die a horrible death in the desert.   Those that make it will work for lower than minimum wage; many will reunite with their families, but live in the shadows.
Underlying arizona resort hotel a lot of my frustration is that change in immigration policy drags along at a snail s pace. I applaud Obama s proclamation to make life more bearable for the DREAM kids. But honestly, what about the rest? What is so difficult about designing a work permit system for immigrants who wish to do jobs that most Americans refuse to tackle? What is so complicated about allowing easier access back and forth across our borders for Latinos that wish to go home to see family and celebrate holidays?
So in spite of my whining, I m keeping my hopes up—hopes for an immigration policy that honors life, and hopes for a record monsoon rainy season.  And I hope one of those cows made it across the wall.
I am Peg Bowden, and I live 12 miles from the Mexican border in Arizona arizona resort hotel on a ranch in a remote part of the Sonoran desert. Migrants pass through our desert seeking family connections in the U.S. and economic relief. Many die within a few short miles of my home. I have been an RN for 45 years, and am retired—I was so through with health care. And then I read of the numbers of deaths so close to home. So I'm back doing the most profound nursing care I've ever done.
The Samaritans are up front and personal and very hands on. They provide food, water, medical aid and clothing to migrants both in the Sonoran desert in the U.S., and in Nogales, Sonora. Their website is: www.gvsamaritans.org
I am a Board member of the Santa Cruz Community Foundation (SCCF) whose mission is to empower our community to invest in itself. The Foundation is an active partner with a sister organization arizona resort hotel in Nogales, Sonora, working together to improve and invigorate a thriving border community. Their website is: