Camel 2 of 17

After several days of this, I continued to feel the beckoning of this persistent little presence every time I stepped in or out of the vehicle. Each time, I became more aware of personal affinities with the object, as well as artistic. My mother was Greek, but she was born in Alexandria, Egypt, and later she moved to Cairo with her family to avoid the Axis bombing during WWII. As I was growing up, my father used to talk about climbing the pyramids during his military tour in Cairo. He met my mother in Cairo. Even I have visited there, seen the pyramids and have since done genealogical research tracing down the mysterious past of, especially, my grandfather whose business affairs as an auto-mechanic and whose working with the Turks seemed to promote politics, secrecy and intrique.

(Next time: More about the package…)

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