He was a hometown hero who died at war days before I was born. He haunted my life, until I finally made the trip to see where he fell.
In this time of Islamophobia and hatred, I needed to understand what made a white stranger open her home to us.
I was just ten when my father passed, long before the Internet. But giving him a digital footprint paid off more than I could have ever anticipated.
Our parents and grandparents fought the dictator for half a century. Can young people finally repair the tortured relationship between our two homelands?
They rarely talked about the tragic loss of their first child. Sixty years later, sifting through my grandfather’s old letters helped me see their lives in a whole new light.
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