Queen Noor couldn’t catch anyone’s attention.
After 9/11, I received an email asking for volunteers at the Arab-American Family Support Center. I had worked on the 105th floor of World Trade One until March ‘01, knew hundreds of the dead, and could have been among them.
I emailed back to say yes, deciding to volunteer in order to reach out to Arab New Yorkers who suddenly found themselves at the bottom of society. African-American friends said for the first time, “We’re not the ones being stopped and frisked in the street.”
It was healing to meet Christian Read more