He was from Galveston. I was from Montreal. When the summer was over, he went back to America and I to Canada. Fast forward to 1990.
What brought Jonathan and me back together again, nearly two decades later, was a terrible tragedy – the murder of two young Israelis, Lior Tubal and Ronen Karmani, which occurred that summer.
On vacation from my job as a teacher in Canada, I spent that summer volunteering as an intern at Israel’s Justice Ministry in Jerusalem. At the ministry, the work required us to attend briefings.