Diaspora and a National Tragedy
“At first they said bring food for ten days. But they kept me forever. No trial at all.” Kim's story is one that Uprooted touches on towards its conclusion. I met him at a family reunion in Florida a few years ago. We were in a small room, packed with forty people. Sunshine and laughter filled the air around us. A table creaked under its weight of food. People shouted to hear themselves above the excitable screams of a dozen children. Kim sat beside me. He was crying. Seeing
