As volunteers work to rescue the damanged books at Tripoli, Lebanon’s historic al-Sa’eh Library, several organizations have stepped forward to gather donations to proprietor Father Srouj to help rebuild:
Those who are interested in donating can call the number posted on Facebook or Twitter. Abs added that the section of the bookstore that was destroyed housed literature, law, and old religious books. Logos is accepting any sort of book, but only books, not financial donations.
In response to a tweet about how not all financial donations always go to the right place, Abs said that they were only accepting donations of books, and that cash should be coordinated with Father Ibrahim Srouj.
Volunteers are also working to save valuable books and manuscripts. Jane Khou has posted several photos of the salvation efforts, writing yesterday: “Tripoli historical library Al-Saeh now: Hundred volunteers saving thousands of damaged precious books.”
Les Scouts du Liban, Tripoli Branch — about which I know nothing more than their call on Facebook — has also posted a call for donations. The group, based in Tripoli’s St. Maron Church, “is launching a campaign to collect books and donate them to Père Sarrouj, the owner of the library, so that this historical library opens again as soon as possible.”
Les Scouts said on their Facebook call that they’re looking for any type of book “Historical, religious, Literature… The library used to have various types of books so anything is welcome…”
Father Srouj reportedly remains in gentle spirits. The Syrian-born priest was interviewed by Daily Star reporter Kareem Shaheen last fall. At the time, he had said, “I will not leave because of my faith in my land, my people and my God. That is my trinity.”
A beautiful blog post from a customer, “Father Sarrouj’s Bookshop“:
I was a regular customer at Father Ibrahim Sarrouj’s bookshop in Tripoli. As an avid young reader of modest means, I was familiar with almost every permanent and itinerant seller of used books in Tripoli and Beirut. Not only were their books cheaper than new books, they were also much more interesting, titles that the regular shops didn’t have. Every book was a find, and I could remember where and from whom I bought each book. So while you might be able to get C.S. Lewis’s Chronicles of Narniaat Jarrous’s bookshop in the prosperous part of town, at Father Sarrouj’s shop, in a small alley near the Mansouri Mosque, I found and later read at one sitting Lewis’sScrewtape Letters. On that day, seeing my interest in Lewis, Father Sarrouj also recommended Lewis’s Mere Christianity. This was twenty years ago. I haven’t seen either of these books anywhere else in Lebanon since. Father Sarrouj would say that “he knew what he had,” and he drove a hard bargain. His shop is where I broke my bargaining teeth. Coming to the front to pay, I would rehearse in my head what I thought each book was worth, and which books I would let go of if the price was too high. Sometimes, the bargaining would be delayed and made more tense when it was Father Sarrouj senior at the front (both of them were Orthodox priests), and I had to wait for the son to return, sometimes on another day, because “only he knew the prices.” Keep reading.