My name is José. José Luis Rodriquez. I was born 57 years ago in a small Mexican fishing village on the Pacific Ocean.
Ok, you got me. I’m still Jerry, the lovable and opinionated American you’ve come to know through my writing over the years.
Today, March 1 at midnight, I become an illegal immigrant.
For years on these pages I have ranted and raved about the illegal immigrants that come to America and the non thinking liberals that want to give away free education, free health care and all the other goodies.
Other than a beautiful wife Argentina hasn’t given me anything. Matter of fact, Argentina has temporarily taken my ability to work and bring a few pesos in.
I figure though that I am in a pretty exclusive club. How many Americans do you know that are illegal immigrants?
Maybe the hardest thing to do now is to figure out how to convince my mother that she raised an Hispanic child.
I will figure out what to tell the policia when they come calling.
In the meantime José and the fishing village is my story and I am going to stick to it.