The worst day of Fakhri Abu Diab’s life began at 8:15 am on Wednesday, February 14, 2024. He was alone with his wife in their home, the same modest compound in Silwan, East Jerusalem, where he’d been born 62 years before.
Suddenly, the house shuddered from a deafening blast. The Israeli army had blown open the property’s iron gate. A squadron in battle gear streamed in, pushing Abu Diab back. It was followed by almost 20 border patrol officers, armed and with guard dogs. After the officers were finished, the bulldozers moved in. They flattened everything: the fruit tree he had planted with his mother as a child, the rooms of his grandchildren, the gardens outside…..more
