This is from a post on the Maryland Policy blog, and was part of a longer message to get people to expand their view of what is their "community." Or to be relevant to Chris's post, their "home."
It is a story that was told by then-Senator Bill Bradley:
On the way to the hospital, the man in the back called to him in an exasperated tone, "hurry, hurry my friend, my child is still breathing."
Shortly after, the man urged "hurry my friend, my child is still warm." And finally, as they were approaching the hospital, "hurry my friend, my child is growing cold."
The child was dead when they arrived at the hospital. As the reporter and the man were washing the blood off of themselves, the man shared that he had a horrible task in front of him. "I must tell the father that his child has been killed."
The reporter was confused. He looked at the grieving man and asked "She is not your child?"
The man responded "They are all our children."
In my post, the point was to get rich people in the suburbs to care that kids in our cities were going to schools with boarded up windows and no water fountains (lead in the pipes), and a range of other conditions that their "children" never had to experience. In other words, to think expansively about the "community" that they care about.
From Chris's post, it appears that the President is making a distinction between the value of a life abroad vs. a life in the U.S. Perhaps the President should have a conversation with Senator Bradley.
Thanks for reading.
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