Story notes: This was an assignment from my editors, Oscar Garza and Angelo Figueroa. It was a heart-wrenching story for me. I grew up along the border, and my father's a legal immigrant. I didn't always understand the hatred some folks have for illegal immigrants but, strangely, the people I spent time with seemed harmless. I went down the border, along the desert east of San Diego, and hung out with some Minutemen. They felt more like people who liked to camp out together more than protesters.