Tag: Iraq

Frank Glen had forgotten how cold the desert became at night and several times he awakened from his cot with his hands and feet freezing and almost completely numb. At seven in the morning, he finally threw himself into a sitting position so that he could put on his shoes. As he struggled with his l...

Two months ago, with a heart heavy, with anticipation and curiosity, I embarked on an odyssey to Iraq, the ancient land from which my father hailed. Our expedition began in Baghdad, a city steeped in the melting pot of Mesopotamian history, where the Tigris River flowed like a vein of life through t...

In the aftermath of the bombing, all that Frank Glen could think about was returning to New York. He could not push the images of the destruction from his mind, and he looked at Stephanie Lancaster and Maxwell Matheson, who sat beside him, and they seemed more disturbed than he did. There were strea...