A Word on Egypt (but not mine).
From a good friend’s Facebook status:
“I hope every parent in Cairo takes their child to Tahrir Square tonight. One of the best things my parents ever did for me was to take me to the Opera Square in Timisoara the day Ceausescu ran away. It’s a once in a lifetime chance to see what collective effervescence really feels like.”
Once in several lifetimes, I think. I’m humbled every day by the people I’m privileged enough to call my friends.
