I first saw them sitting as a group in Terminal B at Dallas International Airport. Clean-cut young teens in matching sweatsuits – must be a volleyball team from a private middle school, I thought.
They looked weary, but so was I – we’d just found out that our American Airlines flight wouldn’t leave for McAllen until after midnight.
Detained minors, McAllen Airport, June 17, 2108. Photo credit: Tim Wilkins / PA / cc
Once we finally got on our plane, two of them sat down in row 26, immediately in front of me. When the young man in the window seat raised his hands to cradle his head, I noticed a green plastic wristband, with the last name “Lopez” written in Sharpie.
That’s odd, I thought. Why would a volleyball player need a hospital wristband?
Scanning the Cabin
I scanned the plane, and noticed the six young people scattered around the cabin, seated in pairs.Continue Reading...