|With Philmon Haile in his South Tel Aviv kiosk|
I sought shelter from the flaming heat of rockets, missiles, summer temperatures, and vile speech. Visiting my friend Philmon Haile, an Eritrean asylum seeker, in his South Tel Aviv kiosk (cigarettes, phone cards, popcorn kernels, costume jewelry, condoms, sugar, earbuds, shampoo) brought compassionate, gentle, human warmth. And updates, laughter, and a meeting with the lovely Helena Woldu. (A Californian Celtics fan, the Eritrean-American is doing research for her University of Maryland bachelor's degree.) Sitting in front of the sweetest golden cocker spaniel on the bus home extended the warmth.
While composing this post, sirens wailed, sending me to cover till hearing the distant boom sounds of the Iron Dome antimissile system intercepting missiles. All clear, till ?