The guy that cuts my hair is from Syria - he’s blond and blue-eyed and so are his daughters. He told me he once owned the largest salon in Damascus and was very wealthy - took trips to Europe every summer, had a large home in a wealthy neighborhood, etc. He’s also a Christian.
He escaped about five years ago, said he lost everything he had, his business, his bank accounts and was terrified for his life. He has relatives he hasn’t heard from and doesn’t know if they’re alive or dead.
He tells me every time I see him how grateful he is for America and the American people.
