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On the morning of June 1, 1984, I drove from Beirut to Jerusalem. The taxi came early and Mohammed and I said our goodbyes in my sandy parking lot overlooking the Mediterranean, while Eddy the…
It is difficult in a short article to give the history of Jewish labor in the Peruvian Amazon. I can’t pretend to do justice to such an arduous task. The history of…
Now that the cup of poison is broken, there is no way out but to drink the cup of sorrows. . . .
My affirmation of life demanded that I should dedicate all the powers…
Next on our list of “things-to-do-today” was the Ramparts Walk to enable people to walk atop almost the entire circumference of the wall, excepting the area of the Temple Mount and the mosques. This…
In the spring of 1961, I flunked an exam that would have enabled me to write an honors thesis. In reality, it was a minor failure—I was spending most of my time at the Crimson building, where I was…