From The Atlantic-
The
call came in 2014, shortly after Easter. Four years earlier, Catrin
Almako’s family had applied for special visas to the United States.
Catrin’s husband, Evan, had cut hair for the U.S. military during the
early years of its occupation of Iraq. Now a staffer from the
International Organization for Migration was on the phone. “Are you
ready?” he asked. The family had been assigned a departure date just a
few weeks away.
“I was so confused,” Catrin told me
recently. During the years they had waited for their visas, Catrin and
Evan had debated whether they actually wanted to leave Iraq. Both of
them had grown up in Karamles, a small town in the historic heart of
Iraqi Christianity, the Nineveh Plain. Evan owned a barbershop near a
church. Catrin loved her kitchen, where she spent her days making
pastries filled with nuts and dates. Their families lived there: her
five siblings and aging parents, his two brothers.
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