Tag: Freedom

I looked up at a sign on an upper middle-class street in Beirut.  The neon sign for a 24-hour, 7-days-a-week, diner ...

As I walked the night streets of downtown Beirut, I was captured by Bassam Kyrillos’ sculpture.  It is set between two ...

As we headed up into the mountains, the city, noise, and humidity began to drop away.  By the time we arrived, ...

Three years and two days ago, one of the world’s largest explosions rocked the beautiful city of Beirut.  In the aftermath ...

It was the end of the week and my last dinner with new colleagues.  During the evening I found myself looking ...

Across the memories left by my father, there is a recurring theme.  In living life to the full, he asked, encouraged, ...