Editor, Times-Union: I was born in 1940 in Germany. I remember having many “bosses” as a little tyke, because everybody had to take in refugees from the Eastern part of Germany. We lived in a very small apartment, my father was at war. My mother had to take these complete strangers in, who shared our small living space, but we were all Germans. My heart goes out to the innocents, who find their countries ravaged by war. I desire to see everyone warm and fed, especially the children. I have given to many causes to help where I cannot go, and I will continue to do so as God leads. However, when it comes to personal safety and that of my family, I know better than to open my door and invite wolves in along with sheep (aka Syrian refugees). And until we can tell the difference, I also feel that our country is inviting trouble by providing sanctuary to those who would do us harm. I pray that our elected officials, along with our allies, can come up with a much better plan to care for the refugees in the part of the world were they would feel more at home, and would be safe and cared for until it is safe to return home. Why would anyone choose a wolf? Edith Bauer Warsaw, via email
