My Introduction to Palestinians

My Introduction to Palestinians

The more things change, the more they stay the same. As a 13-year-old boy, my life was dominated by only two things: girls and wrestling. Both would prove to be challenging. So, imagine the anticipation building for the 1972 Summer Olympics. Even though they would be held on the other side of the Iron Curtain in Munich, Germany, grainy video would stream into the West. I sat in front of our console television in San Antonio, Texas, long after mi…