A First-Hand Account of Lebanon's Wars

The last time I saw Fawaz Najim alive was in Galilee, not far from St. Paul’s parents’ hometown. The first time I saw him was outside his apartment building in Israel’s northernmost city of Metula which abuts the Lebanese border. Fawaz was waiting outside in a t-shirt and orange Crocs, leisurely smoking a cigarette by the curb when we pulled up. Passersby might have figured him for a mechanic, but I knew better.

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