When I was a kid in the 60s, I knew lots of WW2 vets. Dozens of them, family members, family friends, neighbors, teachers.
Now their all gone, I honestly don't personally know any.
There has been legal migrant farm workers crossing the border for more years than I've been alive.
They follow the harvest and return home when it's over.
I just returned from a 2 week stint in Kotzebue Alaska an this photo of Denali was on the homeward leg of my flight.
Mt Foraker is on the left, and Denali is under the wingtip.