
I like to think of myself as being open minded. My self-image was tested by RETURN TO ISMAILIA. To begin with I respected Karen Hagestad Cacy’s desire “to put a human face to the conflict” so I read on chewing without swallowing or spitting with indignation. My difficulty, at first, was with the young Arab refugee “Palestinian” sneaking behind a fence to pick a Jaffa orange from a tree remaining from his grandfather’s orchid. Was this the usual Palestinian propaganda? There was a hint of a more in depth story of high tech terrorists in the making. The image of Fou Fou says so much to me of the problem of growing populations. Most of their orchid had been bull dozed for housing of European Jewish refugees. I continued to read because I cared about the people and exotic places. Little gems of culture including Arabic nomad poets illuminate the beginning of each chapter. The scene of Israel and Egypt came alive. Jew (Rossie) and a Palestinian (Fou Fou) were enemies with more in common than I ever thought could be. I will divulge this much of the book. Expect a heartwarming, bitter sweet ending that moved me to tears.
Five stars is not enough to show my enthusiasm for RETURN TO ISMAILIA. I rank it with Alan Payton’s CRY THE BELOVED COUNTRY and Rachel Carson’s SILENT SPRING.
Five stars is not enough to show my enthusiasm for RETURN TO ISMAILIA. I rank it with Alan Payton’s CRY THE BELOVED COUNTRY and Rachel Carson’s SILENT SPRING.


