It was 1959. And life was only getting better for my father, Mohamed Rashad el-Hamalawy, or simply Rashad, as everyone knew him. He scored the third highest grade in the republic in Thanaweya Amma, shook hands with President Gamal Abdel Nasser, was g…
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