Three years ago I was unloading some 50-pound bags of landscape pebbles from the trunk of my car when I felt a four-inch blade of molten steel jab into my lower back. Middle age had officially arrived, and my doctor ordered the permanent closure of Eshman Lifting and Schlepping, Inc. It was time to find younger men with stronger backs to do my dirty work.
That's how I met Luis.
One year ago, as Jews across the country sat down at Passover seder with their friends and family, immigrant communities and their allies were standing up.