Introduction
My earliest memories of Kenan are from the summer of 1966 when I was visiting Turkey for the first time. I had just arrived in Istanbul, tired and dishevelled after hitchhiking across Europe. Overwhelmed by the sights, sounds and smells of the bustling city, I landed on Kenan’s doorstep late one sticky evening, a total stranger, to be greeted with a welcoming smile and a warm invitation to stay the night… Read More »







