They kicked the crap out of him

In 1978 “Iraq” didn’t mean anything to anyone.

In 1980 or so, we received this influx of Iranian Jews who were fleeing right after the ’79 revolution. I remember playing basketball with my friend Albert, who was also of Iraqi descent, and we were beaten by the Iranian kids we were playing. So we said, “You beat us in basketball, but [...]

The last connection to Baghdad

My grandfather and my grandmother’s brother all left Iraq within years of each other. I don’t think too many people in my family lingered on past 1950. They were all connected and if one member of the family was being exiled, then the entire family and its extensions were also threatened. My [...]