April/May 2002
A friend and I put on our flak vests and walked over a hill to some taxi drivers waiting to take us into Bethlehem. The West Bank had been seized by the Israeli’s and every day there were shootings and killings. I had been in Israel just a day when I found myself ducking for cover in Manger Square, in front of the Church of the Nativity, where Christ was said to have been born. I wondered what he would have thought about it all, and then ran off to find better cover.
ISRAEL