Thank you so much for the excellent article on the complex issues in the Middle East from a human point of view (Perspective, September 9). My father was the first of the Obeidallah family to emigrate from Battir to the United States. He arrived in the late ’50s, and though he is no longer with us, his legacy certainly lives on. There are more than 150 Obeidallahs in the United States, which is simply astounding, given the more than humble digs writer Phil Primack visited in Battir. Anyway, I just want to give Primack a shout out for this good work, this balanced work, this work that might actually help promote even a trickle of peace. Sometimes all it takes is a trickle to start a revolution of hope and peace and connection.
Dawn Obeidallah Davis / Newton
I applaud Primack’s desire for a path to peace in the Israeli/Palestinian conflict, but once again the code words come out and I lose hope. For example: “towering barrier Israel says it has built to keep out terrorists” delegitimizes Israel’s right to security. The fence/wall has reduced terrorist attacks significantly.
Gary Breitbord / Framingham
Just wanted to say I really enjoyed Gary Dzen’s Waterbury, Vermont, beer piece in the Globe Magazine (“The Best Beer Town in New England,” September 9) and the follow-up on his 99 Bottles blog on Boston.com. I’m living in New York now but grew up in New England; this makes me want to get back up to Vermont!
Ben Drew / East Rockaway, New York
I just finished reading Mary Regan’s “Goodbye, Swing Set Days” (Connections, August 26). Wow, it hit me like a ton of bricks. We have three daughters, and their swing set has been in our yard for 12 years. So many friends, so many stories, so many pictures, so many tears, and so many memories — not only for the kids but also for the adults who watched them. Now our oldest is a junior in college, our middle daughter a senior in high school, and our youngest a sophomore. Sad to say, but for the past two years only the squirrels and the birds have paid any attention to the swing set. Two weeks ago, I posted an ad for it on Craigslist. As I sat there writing, years flashed by in my mind. Several people who have inquired about the post have said, “Oh, my God, that is a huge swing set.” Yes, but it is nothing compared with the size of the memories we will always carry with us.
Elizabeth Olson / Mansfield
I have sent this essay to a number of my friends who are letting their children grow and go. We all agree that it certainly is bittersweet to accept that the life you have enjoyed can be followed up with new horizons of a different kind. Loved this.
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