Just
a few hours in Lisbon between work sites; got to spend a little time in
the national celebration of the '74 Carnation Revolution. We were there
the evening before 'Freedom Day', and the streets were full of
celebrants. It was a near-bloodless revolution 34 years ago; government police
killed four people before surrendering, the revolution was unusual in
that the revolutionaries did not use direct violence to achieve their
goals. The population, holding red carnations convinced the regime
soldiers not to resist. The soldiers swapped their bullets for flowers.
It was the end of the Estado Novo, the longest authoritarian regime in
Western Europe. En route through Frankfurt in JUN '08, I met an engaging young lady on the airplane (right). An Egyptian and a Fulbright scholar, en route to Amherst, Massachusetts, she had questions about everything. A Muslim girl, a school teacher, her father's only daughter, on her first international foray alone and her first time to America. And then there's me, a Christian father of a courageous school teacher, my only daughter who is off on her own in the inner city ... the two of us hit it off immediately with dozens of stories to tell. Stories ran the gamut from difficult people to impossible tasks to divine intervention. The eight hour flight went quickly. We continue to correspond. Work is work, but people are everything worthwhile in life. I'm so thankful for work that takes me to meet such people as this one and all the others. |
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