Abraham Lincoln died 153 years ago today at Ford’s Theater, cut down by the rabidly pro-slavery actor named John Wilkes Booth. With Lincoln on that fateful night were several Irish, including his driver and valet, who played significant roles.
I don’t know Robert Lenahan, whose father, Bill, died from injuries suffered in a collision on a lonely road in County Kerry. But he is a quiet Irish American hero, whose behavior after the crash speaks volumes for the cause of human mercy.
Why are so many unable to make the connection between their forebears who risked all to cross the Atlantic and the current crop of Dreamers and immigrants caught in a different but just as terrible vice?