By Carol Tannenhauser
Sameh Bules returned on Monday to the spot on 86th Street near Central Park West where he has parked his food cart for four years. It was not a joyous homecoming, although many passersby shouted “Good morning!” and “Welcome back.” It was cold and windy and Sameh was in a lot of pain; he lifted his shirt to show wide bandages. He speaks very little English.
Sameh was so grateful for the money the community raised, but still very worried and probably came back to work way too soon as a result. “My wife no work,” he said. “Two children. Why?” he kept repeating.”Why he try to kill me? For a 50-cent bag of chips? Why?”
He began to weep and so did I.