By Mary Sanchez “If LaToyia Figueroa was a pretty white woman, would you know her name? Would you know her beautiful mixed-race face, her cafe au lait skin, the cheery smile of her photo, or know the spelling of her Spanish surname?
Would you — the general public — have wondered how she could vanish after a doctor’s appointment last month?”
The “last month” in that column of mine was July of 2005. And I knew the reply when I penned those words.