Ok now, this story is a bit scary. I wouldn’t even post this if I thought my parents looked at my blog…2 policemen shot in Jerusalem The neighborhood listed as “East Jerusalem/Jbel Mukaber” is the neighborhood which borders on Armon HaNatziv. (My current neighborhood). Prayers and thanks to the border police who are risking their lives patrolling my neighborhood.
One of the advantages(?) of being a new immigrant is that you don’t know many people. The war looks farther away, it doesn’t have a personal affect on you. Since we made aliyah, I know one person who was killed in a bombing, and she was briefly a childcare assistant at my daughter’s childcare. (Not at the time she was killed.)
Unfortunately, the insulation from the war has worn off. One of the soldiers killed yesterday in Lebanon was the son-in-law of neighbors of ours. Not just neighbors…my daughter’s dentist, people who I see on a weekly basis in the neighborhood. People who pray where we used to pray. A year ago Passover, his son’s bris was the Shabbat the day Passover started. Our last chametz was eaten at his bris. And here we are only a few months later, and this little baby’s father is being buried.
Some of my first thoughts were how can one possibly have more children in a world like this, and how I don’t want sons who will go to war. Then I thought of his widow and realized everyone is affected.
A friend of mine heard on the radio today that he died because he jumped on top of the bomb to save his comrades.
Please say a prayer in memory of Roi Klein z”l of Eli (father of two) and his eight comrades who were killed yesterday in Lebanon.
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