It is this reporter's opinion that since America is a nation of immigrants, it’s time to recall the words of Emma Lazarus, who in 1883 penned these words:
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
Little did Emma Lazarus know how foolishly that golden door has been flung open and how often. Millions of illegal aliens have crossed America’s borders and we have learned the tragic consequences.
Among those who have come are the diseased. Our late-great friend, Dr. Madeleine Cosman, with degrees in both law and medicine, warned of the illegals crossing into America unexamined. We pretty much know what they carry in their backpacks. However, we do not know what they carry in their bodies.
Author of the book, "Who Owns Your Body," Dr. Cosman recalled that when our grandparents came to America, they kissed the ground of New York’s Ellis Island, then stripped naked, and coughed hard. Every legal immigrant, prior to 1924, was examined for infectious diseases upon arrival and tested for tuberculosis. Anyone infected was shipped back to the “old co | 
