As a first generation American I have been witness to the freedoms and possibilities that life in this country guarantee. My parents moved here from Ireland and Canada in search of a cliche: The American Dream. My family’s prosperity is proof of its existence.
Flip that coin over and you will find the unfortunate expatriate, someone caught in the grip of a broken justice system. Far from their home, they have lost the basic freedoms guaranteed to Americans. They can only cling to the hope that the land of their birth has not forgotten them. That is the horrible reality of …