Tag: Freedom

The lamp at our lunch table came with an on-call button.  If, and at any time, there was a reason to ...

There are times when the scene does not make sense.  It is not as if any one of the components, in ...

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 ...