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Je suis Français. “I am a Frenchman.” With that simple, uncompromising statement, olive farmer Cédric Herrou, cut through the hand-wringing indecisiveness many of us have shown in the face of the world’s humanitarian crisis. The unassuming Mr. Herrou is on … Continue reading
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Struggling to stay centered in a post election America.
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Sidon, Lebanon Is it possible that a chance encounter with one person can fundamentally shift your impression of an entire group of people? Is it a good thing to have your thinking turned upside down by the words and behavior … Continue reading
4:30 AM Tuesday morning. Yesterday we boarded a small boat for the first cruise of our lives. (Well, I did a three day high school graduation trip out of Miami, but that’s a lifetime ago). The motors of the SunBoat … Continue reading
At the risk of getting stuck in a world of sequin and Afros, that song of 80’s optimism kept playing in my head while I walked around the tented settlements of Syrian refugees. There were children everywhere. They were dangling … Continue reading
The first thing I realized is that Hezbollah is everywhere throughout Lebanon. A quick recap: Hezbollah is a political party and power-broker, a social service agency and a terrorist organization that has taken credit for some horrific acts of violence … Continue reading
I’ve been traveling 9 hours. There are another 7 hours before I arrive in Beirut, Lebanon. I carry all of the items that make me somebody: passport, cash, tickets; possessions of all kinds. While I wasn’t warmly welcomed at the … Continue reading
