Found: newspaper clipping of my mom working at an old diaper factory.
Now, to feel like a dick for ever complaining about anything.
Trying to get back to the only life he knew: Luis Luna, 20, was smuggled to the U.S. from Mexico when he was 3. He grew up, went to school, found jobs. Then the Washington state resident was deported after a cop pulled him over for a broken headlight. He hopes to return on the undercarriage of a boxcar.
It had been nine months since Luna was deported from the U.S., where he had lived since his mother smuggled him from Mexico when he was a toddler. In America, he played point guard on an intramural basketball team, grilled burgers at a McDonald’s and looked forward to the senior prom. In Mexico, he had no family. He was a stranger sleeping on the streets, scruffy and destitute.
Photo: Nogales, Mexico — Lying prostrate across the rails, Luis Luna nervously tries to figure out how to crawl up into the undercarriage of a freight car. He’s done it before, but he has only seconds before the U.S.-bound automobile carrier starts moving again. Credit: Don Bartletti / Los Angeles Times