Commentary: What I learned in the bleachers as a youth-baseball immigrant dad

What I learned in the bleachers as a youth-baseball immigrant dad

I spent a recent Sunday in Norwalk, California, watching 12-year-olds play baseball on a field nestled between a juvenile prison and two sets of railway tracks.

Rav Grewal-Kök: What I learned in the bleachers as a youth-baseball immigrant dad

"For all our failures as a nation, I’ve also seen that so many ordinary Americans still value decency and open-heartedness. No one is unreachable."

Commentary: What I learned in the bleachers as a youth-baseball immigrant dad

I spent a recent Sunday in Norwalk, California, watching 12-year-olds play baseball on a field nestled between a juvenile prison and two sets of railway tracks. It was a hot, dry day. Any trace of a breeze carried the smell…