Even in dispute, Canada is our neighbor
I grew up in Port Huron, Mich., along the St. Clair River. Some of my earliest memories are of looking across that river at Canada. It never felt like a foreign country to me. It was simply our neighbor. As children we would stand along the river and wave to people on the other side, and sometimes they would wave back. My family even had Canadians in it. That was just part of life. I learned at a very young age that a border could separate two countries without separating people. Those memories have come back to me in recent months, and honestly, they make my heart ache. I am ...