Sometimes it takes reading a book to understand what happened 40 years prior.

Back in 1982 I was interrogated for eight hours by the Israeli whatever… intelligence? It was dinner time. I was freshly off El Al the Israeli airline asking to enter Israel. I kissed the ground and had tears in my eyes… for reasons I don’t know. And then… They ushered me into a small room where I was questioned… no water, no bathroom, no food… for eight hours by several different men.
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