NYT: Postville, Iowa, Is Up for Grabs
By MAGGIE JONES
Around 10 on a clear May morning in 2008, two black helicopters circled over Postville, Iowa, a town of two square miles and fewer than 3,000 residents. Then a line of S.U.V.s drove past Postvilles main street and its worn brick storefronts. More than 10 white buses with darkened windows and the words Homeland Security on their sides were on their way to the other side of town. Postvilles four-man police force had no forewarning of what was about to happen. Neither did the mayor.
The procession of S.U.V.s, buses and state-trooper cars were descending on Agriprocessors, the largest producer of kosher meat in the United States and Postvilles biggest employer, which occupies 60 acres on the edge of town. Several silos clustered together like old, overgrown tin cans behind the plants chain-link fence. Low-slung, rusted metal buildings one with a 10-foot menorah mounted on its top contained hundreds of workers, chickens and cattle.
The early shift at Agri, as Postville residents call it, had been under way for several hours when dozens of agents from U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement, dressed in black flak vests, stormed the plants buildings. Workers shouted, La migra, la migra (immigration police), dropped their butcher and boning knives and fled from their jobs at the cutting and grinding machines. A group of women ran to a bathroom and locked themselves in the stalls before I.C.E. agents forced them out. A couple of men scaled Agris fence and hid in the cornfield across the street, where they remained until the next morning. Others climbed onto the roof near the smokestack of the chicken-processing building. From there, one man called a friend from his cellphone: Take care of my children, he pleaded.
Fermin Loyes Lopez, a 27-year-old father from Guatemala who had been living in Postville for five years, found his wife, Rosa Zamora Santos, who worked the same shift, cutting chicken meat off breast bones. One of their daughters, a toddler, was with a baby sitter; the other, a 5-year-old, was in kindergarten. After a quick call to the baby sitter, Lopez counseled his wife: Tell them the truth, he said, referring to the I.C.E. agents, just before he was arrested. Tell them your real name. Tell them we have children.
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