Category Archives: Reflections

Reflections on how we feel and how the mission is changing us

The Journey

team members working in multiple burials under a tent, scooping out dirt with shovels into buckets on the ground level. Others using trowels and more tools around on the ground level

When first asked by the University of Indianapolis to write a daily blog regarding our work in Falfurrias, the initial thought was “no”.  Entries from and about us would make this issue about us and it’s not.  After several thoughtful conversations we, as a team, decided the best way we can bring awareness to the humanitarian crisis on the border is to bring you, the reader, into our daily experiences in Falfurrias. We decided that while this is about the journey of the migrants who perished in Brooks County and were buried at Sacred Heart, our participation in their exhumation and eventual identification makes us part of their story.  Essentially our journey is part of their journey.

Justin and Ryan standing in a burial using shovels to scoop out burial fill

As we sat in a classroom over 1200 miles away from Sacred Heart Cemetery this seemed like the most appropriate and most thoughtful decision.  However, it is so much more than we ever anticipated. Our journey is part of their journey not only in the forensic archeology that detected and recovered their remains from the earth. Our journey is part of their journey not only in the forensic anthropology we use to begin the identification process. But our journey is also the realization that every word we speak and every blog we post is potentially part of a hotbed of political controversy over immigration issues. That our best intentions can be twisted and our words cherry picked to meet an agenda. That our sincere love for a community and investment in a just cause can be jeopardized by our best intentions.  Yet we continue because we know in the end we are only a small part of their story and this is about them, and about finding solutions to address these preventable deaths.

Beyond borders member passing a bucket from inside the burial to other team members on the ground level

It is so much more because you are part of their journey. To those of you that merely read our posts for awareness, to those that wrestle with the politics of the situation versus the reality of human life and tribulation, to those that work on a daily basis for global human rights – you are now a part of their story.  As you talk about the issues, search for more information on the topic, share our posts and struggle with your own inner dialogues, you are adding to the conversation and you are walking beside us on this stretch of their journey as we try to understand why this is happening and how we can prevent these deaths and this suffering.  We thank you for being a part of their journey and being part of the solution.

Members working in the burial pit with many members looking on from the ground surface

The goals of this blog have been to: 1) Highlight the commitment of University of Indianapolis Human Biology faculty and students to “Education for Service”, 2) Share our experiences as we assist with the human rights crisis in Texas by volunteering our skills as forensic scientists and 3) Bring awareness to this issue by sharing links to information and media on this subject.

Ground surface picture over members crossing tape measures to map in a burial, while others take pictures or continue working in the background

I think we have been successful in all these endeavors.  I am proud to be a part of a university that not only supports service but incorporates it into their university motto.  I am proud beyond words of these five amazing UIndy students. Their professionalism, maturity and skills make them perfect representatives of the University of Indianapolis.  We have tried to bring you, the reader, into what we experienced while in Brooks County: the physical toll the work takes on us, as well as the emotional highs and lows we experienced.  We tried to introduce you to the amazing people we worked with and the community that welcomed us.  We tried to introduce you to the science and the technical aspect of our work, as well as the humanitarian side.  We are proud of the sacrifices this team has made to assist in the identification of the unknown and we hope we are invited to continue participating in this endeavor.  We will continue to use this blog as a way to disseminate information about the progress of this project and the issue in general.  Thank you for your support and thank you for reading.

~KEL

All photos are University of Indianapolis photos by Guy Housewright

Which Way Home

I thought I’d write a quick post to share a documentary that I watched on Netflix the other night. The film is called “Which Way Home” and follows a few young children as they make the dangerous trip from Guatemala to the US border. The filmmakers ride “La Bestia” with them, stay in migrant shelters with them, and share many experiences of fear and anxiety with them. But for me, the most interesting part of the film was hearing what the kids had to say: why they were migrating, what they thought the US would look like, what their life at home was like, etc.  I was absolutely blown away by the developed, complex answers that many of the children gave, some who were only nine years old. Some have recently argued that children have arrived at the border with scripted answers that aren’t necessarily honest, but it is obvious from the multiple interviews throughout the film, many during extremely tense moments, that these children are giving honest answers.

Film Poster of Which Way Home with two young individuals pointing and looking into the distance with a map of mexico and texas over a blue background with the film credits at the bottom

Those answers from children are a perspective that I’ve longed for ever since I was invited to assist with this crisis. Sure, people have told me what children say, why they come to the states, but the answers told to me are somewhat generalized, and the game of telephone does not necessarily reflect an accurate perspective of the child migrant. This film helped to supply that perspective. Yes, I realize that documentaries are also indirect and that footage is selected specifically by editors, but hearing the kids talk and experience the extremely dangerous journey was incredibly eye-opening.

Children laying on metal grating with a moving background of brush
Children ride “La Bestia” through Mexico. Photo from HBO.

I encourage our readers to watch this documentary. It is emotionally rough, but very real to what is happening right now. I wish I would have seen it before I went back to the field, but I’m also happy that I didn’t see it until I returned; it filled gaps in my knowledge of the crisis and answered questions that I didn’t know to even ask.

If there are any other movie/documentary suggestions that you might have for us, please shoot us an email and we will be more than happy to post them here on our blog! As all of us have been pretty forthright about in our previous posts, anyone can help towards this crisis simply by seeking an understanding of the multiple perspectives that go into this crisis and to share those perspectives with others.

Ryan

Update: While researching more about “La Bestia”, I came across this article from last month. Which Way Home was released in 2009, and so some changes may have occurred since then. It will be interesting to see how things will change (if things will change at all) as a result of the recent train ban.

Reflections

Beyond Borders Team members working in a burial from the ground surface with trowels with string outlining the boundariesAs I reflect on my experience and my journey I am in awe of the path I have taken.  I watched the first of many presentations on Brooks County my fall semester of 2013 and I was amazed at the work that was being done there.  Knowing that it was a field I would want to pursue I was captured by every word Dr. Latham said.  After receiving the invitation to become a part of the team, it did not take me long to respond “of course”.   I was no longer a spectator.  I became a member of the team and I listened to stories and more presentations, each one capturing me like the last.  Then the day grew nearer, then I was in Falfurrias.  Participating and helping the team accomplish another feat as they looked at me as one of their own.  Throughout the whole trip I thought once I learned something that was it, however I was mistaken.  I learned something every day I was in Falfurrias and I will never forget any of those things.  I was able to spend two weeks with amazing people and would not trade that for anything.  I cannot thank Dr. Latham enough for allowing me the opportunity to be a part of this miraculous group.  My eyes have been opened to the situations that people are being faced with every day from the ranchers, to city officials, to the migrants and the community, to all the volunteers assisting.  Everyone has a role to play and I am thankful that I was able to do my part.

Cheneta