PALESTINE Memories of 1948 - Photographs of Jerusalem | Page 143

three key cities for members of the PLO 15 in the late
1960s. My husband was constantly travelling between
them. He was a trainer, both political and military.
When he addressed the crowds, thousands of people
would listen to him in silence. And when he stopped,
the men and women, from the highest to the lowest,
applauded because he would rekindle their hope. The
hope of return.
Living with him was dangerous, he knew it and I
knew it. I was scared, of course I was scared. I slipped
Taking time out
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