I am sure I am not the only person mesmerized by the images on my screen of the millions of people fleeing Ukraine after the Russian invasion, of the devastation and violence.
As an American, I was raised on the story of immigrants making this country the melting pot it is, because generation after generation came to the United States to flee oppression, war and violence. But I didn’t really understand what that meant until the Mariel boatlift in the 1980s. If you don’t remember,