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  • February 8, 2016

Tragedy in an Instant, Photographed for a Lifetime

“I will continue to photograph, film, and document major points in Saleh’s life for as long as he continues to welcome me into his world. Our lives have woven together, and Saleh’s indomitable spirit continues to inspire me every day.”—Deanne Fitzmaurice

On November 11, 2003, when I was a staff photographer for the San Francisco Chronicle, I was assigned a quick story on a young Iraqi boy who had been flown to Oakland Children’s Hospital, now called UCSF Benioff Children’s Hospital Oakland, for emergency treatment.

Saleh lies in bed at UCSF Benioff Children's Hospital Oakland. Prior to arriving here, Saleh underwent surgery at a military base in Iraq for extensive internal injuries. The surgeon there nicknamed him “Lionheart.”
Saleh lies in bed at UCSF Benioff Children’s Hospital Oakland. Prior to arriving here, Saleh underwent surgery at a military base in Iraq for extensive internal injuries. The surgeon there nicknamed him “Lionheart.”
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice, San Francisco Chronicle/Polaris

A little over a month earlier, in a small village outside Nasiriyah in southeastern Iraq, nine-year-old Saleh was walking home from school with his big brother Dia when he picked up what he thought was a ball. It exploded. Dia was killed instantly; Saleh lost his right hand, an eye, fingers, and the bomb ripped a massive hole in his abdomen.

At the local hospital, the doctors told his father, Raheem, that the only hope for his son’s survival was the Americans.

Raheem spreads out his rug for daily prayers at the Children's Hospital Family House, where he stayed during Saleh’s recovery. He’s surrounded by toys and stuffed animals sent by Bay Area well-wishers, who had seen Saleh on TV or read about him in newspapers.
Raheem spreads out his rug for daily prayers at the Children’s Hospital Family House, where he stayed during Saleh’s recovery. He’s surrounded by toys and stuffed animals sent by Bay Area well-wishers, who had seen Saleh on TV or read about him in newspapers.
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice, San Francisco Chronicle/Polaris

After keeping vigil beside the critically ill boy for 20 days, the American surgeon treating him at Tallil Air Base in Iraq arranged through a colleague at Oakland Children’s Hospital to have him flown with injured American soldiers to California. Raheem accompanied his son.

I was shocked when I walked into the room. The 40-pound child looked so fragile lying in the hospital bed, tethered to a mass of tubes and with another poking from his abdomen and a patch covering his missing eye. The stump of his right arm and his left hand were bandaged. He was semiconscious.

Raheem stood beside him, looking helpless. He spoke no English.

Raheem, who lost his oldest son, Dia, in the explosion, comforts Saleh while he lies in his hospital bed in Oakland. Raheem didn’t have the heart to tell Saleh that his older brother had died.
Raheem, who lost his oldest son, Dia, in the explosion, comforts Saleh while he lies in his hospital bed in Oakland. Raheem didn’t have the heart to tell Saleh that his older brother had died.
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice, San Francisco Chronicle/Polaris

I shot a few frames, then stepped into the hallway. It was horrific what that bomb had done to the boy. I collected myself, then headed back to the office to make my deadline.

But I couldn’t shake what I’d seen. We were then six months into the Iraq war, but we were not seeing this in the news—the collateral damage. I wanted to humanize the war, to show what it had done to this innocent young boy and his family. I convinced my editors to let me follow Saleh’s recovery until he and his dad flew home to Iraq. Little did I know this would evolve into a 12-year project.

Saleh jumps for joy as his bed is being assembled in his new apartment in Oakland. Saleh’s playful nature came out as he started to heal, Fitzmaurice remembers.
Saleh jumps for joy as his bed is being assembled in his new apartment in Oakland. Saleh’s playful nature came out as he started to heal, Fitzmaurice remembers.
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice, San Francisco Chronicle/Polaris
Saleh rushes to embrace his mother, Hadia, and new baby brother, Ali, at San Francisco International Airport. At right, Raheem swoops up Mawra and Zahra, the daughters he hasn't seen in over a year.
Saleh rushes to embrace his mother, Hadia, and new baby brother, Ali, at San Francisco International Airport. At right, Raheem swoops up Mawra and Zahra, the daughters he hasn’t seen in over a year.
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice, San Francisco Chronicle/Polaris

To gain Raheem’s permission, I explained through an interpreter why it was important to tell their story: that Americans needed to see the human impact of this war. He agreed, but I still needed to gain their trust. I wanted to produce an intimate story about this Iraqi child, this family whose life was blown apart.

On December 23, 2003, Saleh was released from the hospital after several dozen surgeries to heal his shattered body—and Raheem received devastating news. Insurgents had ransacked their home and posted “wanted” posters of him around the village. They thought he was an American spy: Why else would his son be getting medical treatment in America? He realized they would never be able to return to their homeland.

Raheem comforts Saleh as he’s wheeled in for brain surgery at UCSF Benioff Children's Hospital Oakland to remove a piece of shrapnel that has been lodged in his brain since the explosion.
Raheem comforts Saleh as he’s wheeled in for brain surgery at UCSF Benioff Children’s Hospital Oakland to remove a piece of shrapnel that has been lodged in his brain since the explosion.
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice, San Francisco Chronicle/Polaris

I continued to photograph. Raheem and Saleh received political asylum. Then petitioned for his wife, Hadia, and the rest of the family to join them. In December 2004, I traveled to the border of Iraq and Jordan to photograph the family’s journey to America.

In 2005, the photos chronicling Saleh’s journey won the Pulitzer Prize. But I was compelled to continue. I had seen how this story affected people, and I had developed an affection for him. I didn’t want people to forget his story.

As the family settles into their apartment in Oakland, Hadia prepares Saleh's favorite meals.
As the family settles into their apartment in Oakland, Hadia prepares Saleh’s favorite meals.
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice, San Francisco Chronicle/Polaris

Over the next years, I would text Saleh every few months to check in and see what was happening in his life. I photographed the family several times a year as they adjusted to their new life. They never spoke a bad word about America or what had happened; they only expressed gratitude.

I tried to be there with the family on ordinary days and on momentous occasions, and Saleh and his family grew accustomed to me being there with my camera. They graciously allowed me to witness and document their journey. I followed Saleh as he underwent additional surgeries, including brain surgery to remove shrapnel. I documented doctors who tried to fit him with heavy, clawlike prosthetics that he didn’t use. I followed him as he found ways to work on a laptop, play video games, and hold a fork using the stump of his right hand with the thumb on his left hand—and as his family helped him with tasks like tying his shoes.

2010.  Saleh at age 15
2010. Saleh at age 15
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice
2010. Saleh has a love for basketball, managing to play without a right hand and with only a thumb and one finger on his left hand. Here, he plays in the evening with Raheem and kids from the neighborhood.
2010. Saleh has a love for basketball, managing to play without a right hand and with only a thumb and one finger on his left hand. Here, he plays in the evening with Raheem and kids from the neighborhood.
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice

Saleh grew to over six feet tall and walked around Oakland International High School wearing sunglasses in lieu of an eye patch and long-sleeve shirts that covered where his hands would be. I was privileged to record the moment when Saleh walked across the auditorium stage to accept his diploma.

In the spring of 2015, I took Saleh to lunch, and he sat looking at the burger that he could not pick up. I helped him while other kids stared at him. In the car, he said, “You know, I think I’m ready for prostheses.” I knew his family didn’t have the resources.

2015. Saleh and his friend high-five as they take a break from video games.
2015. Saleh and his friend high-five as they take a break from video games.
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice
2015. His mother, Hadia, proudly adjusts Saleh’s collar as he tries on his cap and gown a couple of days before graduation
2015. His mother, Hadia, proudly adjusts Saleh’s collar as he tries on his cap and gown a couple of days before graduation
Photograph by Deanne Fitzmaurice

That summer, I told a friend of mine who worked at UCSF Medical Center that after 12 years of getting by without them, Saleh wanted hands. She told the head of the prosthetics department about him, and he wanted to help.

In December, I was with Saleh as he walked into an exam room and tried on his new hand, which had been sized, molded, and matched to his skin tone. He beamed with joy as he looked at it. His father, Raheem, walked up to him and they shook hands, something he had wanted to do for a very long time.


Deanne Fitzmaurice’s photo essay about Saleh won the Pulitzer Prize for Feature Photography in 2005. She will be answering questions about this story on the National Geographic magazine Facebook page on February 12 at 2 p.m. EDT. Tune in and join the conversation!

You can view more of Saleh’s story on Fitzmaurice’s website. You can also follow Deanne on Instagram @deannefitzmaurice.

There are 19 Comments. Add Yours.

  1. Alex Coupe
    May 15, 2016

    As a student of photography, I loved looking through the images you have captured of Saleh’s story! Each and everyone clearly tell his story and ooze with real emotion. Both your images and Saleh himself are an inspiration.

  2. Pegq
    March 6, 2016

    Thank you for this beautiful story.

  3. Tanya
    March 5, 2016

    Heartwarming and inspiring! May Saleh and his family prosper in joy and love! And how lovely that so many people have helped this family-:)

  4. Marge Falendysz
    February 20, 2016

    God Bless you all for remembering that we are all God’s children and need each other. Absolutely inspiring!

  5. John Kaplan
    February 12, 2016

    So glad to hear the news about Saleh’s new hand, Deanne.

  6. Peter Beck
    February 11, 2016

    Powerful and inspiring example of documentary photojournalism. Superb, thank you.

  7. destiny
    February 10, 2016

    Your story proves that Arabic are people not monsters. Their just as scared of us as americans are of them and your story was just the amazing proof of that.

  8. Jay Johannigman
    February 10, 2016

    Deanne,
    Thanks for documenting young lionheart’s journey.

  9. mark downey
    February 10, 2016

    Beautiful piece Deanne. Thanks for inspiring us all.

  10. Katumba Badru
    February 10, 2016

    God is great, and Deanne Fitzmaurice you have a big heart, I love you. Great piece

  11. Julian Pena
    February 10, 2016

    Humanity

  12. Jim Caher
    February 9, 2016

    Incredible personal and professional achievement, Deanne

  13. John Caher
    February 9, 2016

    This is photojournalism – and journalism – at its best. What a story, and such incredible photos!

  14. Lillian
    February 8, 2016

    This is such a powerful story and the will of this child and the endurance of this family. Thanks for sharing!

  15. philip
    February 8, 2016

    What would happen if Trump or people like him says no to people like this?

  16. Diana bukolt
    February 8, 2016

    I was touched in many ways to read this story. His story is a testimony to the human spirit. Thank you for this long suffering report.

  17. Saul Bromberger & Sandra Hoover
    February 8, 2016

    So admire your dedication to Saleh and his family’s story Deanne – kudos!! Saul and Sandy

  18. Susan Hayek-Kent
    February 8, 2016

    what an amazing journey for them all.
    I hope that saleh and his family have adjusted to american and that america has accepted them.

    I would love to see salah with his hands.

  19. Brian Allan
    February 8, 2016

    War is hell, and not only for the soldiers involved!

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