What to Do When I Can’t Do What I Want to Do

Two weeks ago everything was coming up roses for me and my new book. Though the existence of a new virus for which the world was ill-prepared had shown its ugly face in Seattle, I was getting on an airplane headed for the far side of the country, excited about every author’s dream—a book tour. […]

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The Problem America Shares with the Middle East

The Solution We Are Afraid to Try A relative of mine who had earlier divorced in his wife, created a scandal in our family with his relationship to another woman.  There were two horrifying things about the relationship. First they were a man and a woman living together and not married. Second, she was black […]

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Superb Editor, Humble Christian, Peaceful Palestinian

  At the publishing house I directed for 24 years in Lebanon our chief translator and editor had unusual editorial skills.  As a translator he never wrote a word until he was sure he understood the intention of the English author, and in the end the work seemed to have originated in Arabic. The classical […]

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Uxt Mary, Incomparable Middle Eastern Woman

  On International Women’s Day it occurred to me that I should write a story about a Middle Eastern woman, a story that would be a tribute to the brave and noble women of our world.  Then I become indecisive, knowing so many women— smart women, strong women, abused and used women, courageous, creative, happy […]

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Our Debt to Mustapha, a Lebanese Neighbor

  One of the advantages of living at Mafraq Sharooq in Musaitbeh, Beirut, was the presence of Mustapha’s grocery just around the corner. It was not a modern supermarket, not the brightest, cleanest, most organized store in West Beirut, which is exactly what was so nice about it. Mustapha Kais, the owner and manager and […]

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An Encounter with a Middle Eastern Immigrant

Several years ago I was in Burlington, N.C., and needed a place to spend a couple of hours while my daughter was in a meeting at Elon University. Someone recommended a little coffee shop on the main street past the campus. There was, they told me, a comfortable place to sit and read my book. […]

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Three Lebanese and Another Anniversary

Her name was Sonya Aharonian. Many people knew her in Beirut as one of the finest piano teachers available, and, by some streak of luck, we who were new in the country had engaged her to teach our nine-year-old son. All we knew was that we dropped him at her house in West Beirut, ran […]

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