Refugees and the Things that Matter


I lose my jewelry all the time. I don't now have and never had a lot of bling, but the more expensive it was the more likely it was to go down the drain, or away with the wind. I was thinking about this one day and realized that losing valuables connects me at some level with my refugee grandmother and the 51 million people rousted from their homes and wandering the planet now, and I wrote about it for the New York Times, here.

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