SIDON, Lebanon — “There was a hill near our house, totally covered in flowers, flowers like I’ve never seen before. We would take meat
to grill and we’d bring soda, we’d build a bonfire and make tea,” remembers Abu Hafez, a Syrian man in his mid-forties, as he reclines on cushions on the floor, smoking cigarettes. “Now, we sit around and reminisce about those times. Our children gather around us and hear what it used to be like,” he explains.