Getting together over breakfast

The morning before the November 28 assaults on Israelis in the Kenyan city of Mombasa, I sat with a stranger in Charlie's Sandwich Shoppe on Columbus Avenue, Boston. He was a swarthy, undemonstrative man, making do with a bagel and coffee.

After some minutes, I used the winter weather as an excuse to break the ice, and we found ourselves talking freely about Thanksgiving in a time of great turmoil, especially in his home country of Ethiopia.

How can anyone be grateful for what's going on? we wondered together. Unity seems to come and go. Political alliances form and don't just fall apart, they blow apart.

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