WASHINGTON – “Good morning. I’m Kathryn, what’s your name?” It was a natural enough question – at that awkward part of a meeting where we knew the vaguest things about one another.
I knew he had a family member being held by Hamas. He knew I cared enough to listen to him.
I wanted to put him at ease. And, of course, hear his story. I met Ofir Angrest and eight families who’d just traveled from Israe…