It was enough to drive a farmer to drink. North of the Rio Grande, bumper cotton and sugar-beet crops were ready for harvest, and U.S. farmers were faced with the nightmare of losing it all for want of extra farm hands. Meanwhile, jammed into the Mexican border town of Ciudad Juárez, just below the river, nearly 8,000 Mexican workers waited to be registered as seasonal braceros and to go on north to the harvest. But nothing was being done to send them north; they were stranded.
The villain in the piece was bureaucracy;...
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