My family and I will be leaving for Lubnan in two days. I went to the studio yesterday and emptied my entire library of books into almost two dozen boxes, which I stuffed into our little car, which I am shipping to Lubnan (the whole car full of books) via a big sea ship across the Atlantic. I hope to revive my library somewhere in Lubnan. I have some book shelves, a drafting table, easle, and a few paintings left, which I will store in my brother's garage. Thus ends 29.8 years of accumulation of material stuff in the U.S., a period which includes 12.4 years of marriage and 10.97 years of raising children.
It is customary for our people that when a person sets out on a long journey, one asks for forgiveness from all his acquaintances in the land that he is leaving, in case perchance he has wronged them somehow, and in the event that misfortune or ill may befall him on the way of his travels, and he does not receive another opportunity to ask for forgiveness. So please forgive me and my family for any maltreatment, gossip, or any physical, emotional or monetary harm we may have inadvertently or knowingly caused you.
See you in Lubnan!