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Letter: Read 'em & weep

With all the news lately about the children of Central America coming over our borders to find refuge in our country, I thought of the words on the Statue of Liberty:

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from

land to land;

Here at our sea-washed sunset-gates

shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch,

whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning,

and her name

Mother of Exiles. From Her


Glows world-wide welcome, her mild

eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that

twin cities frame.

“Keep ancient lands, your storied

pomp!” cries she,

With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore;

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost

to me,

I lift my lamp beside the Golden Door.

I’m sure we are all immigrants, children of immigrants, grandchildren of immigrants, etc. Do we now say “The Golden Door is closed?” If we do, we will betray what America is all about. I know we are better than that.



I wonder if Mr. Bongiovanni knows who wrote that on Lady Liberty? Maybe we should bring 600 or so to Greenfield. How would that affect our schools and the health care of others. Not to mention safety. He could also open his doors to a couple of children and help them acclimate to America. If you think the United States can afford to take in everybody how about the Christians being killed in Africa and the Middle East. Mr. Bongiovanni can even go into debt to take care of some of the unfortunate. If you are so free with taxpayers money, you should be just as free with yours

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