September 13,
2024
Fifty-two years
ago, almost to the day, on September 8, 1972, I survived the first of many
Israeli air and sea raids on my refugee camp in northern Lebanon. I was less
than two hundred yards from the area across the river where a group of us young
kids met every day, between 4 and 5 p.m., to play in the large field, swim in
the river or in the Mediterranean Sea. 
