Personal Stories
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In recounting the fall of the Mezach(quay) outpost in the Yom Kippur War, people always mention the attempt by the fighters of Unit 707, escorted by three Dabur patrol boats, to free the soldiers trapped there — an attempt that ended in failure. The Daburs reached a point south of Ras Masala, and the rubber…
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One of the events in a person’s life that will be remembered forever is that bitter moment when they are informed of a death in the family. Wednesday, March 14, 1973.We set out on a special operational voyage. Three Dabur patrol boats were on a route to circle the Newport buoy at the southern entrance…
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About a month after I arrived in Nigeria as a construction project manager, a military coup broke out, and the army took control of the government with the full support of the citizens, who had grown tired of the corrupt political regime. As usual, it was a colonels’ coup: they became state governors and appointed…
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One of our favorite holidays in childhood was Lag Baomer. The tongues of flame scared us all, but challenged our young minds to prove we could overcome and master that fear. It began with searching for a suitable spot for the bonfire, which usually ended up on the field across from our home. Two houses…
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On the occasion of the first jubilee (50th anniversary) of the Yom Kippur War, I wish to remind everyone of a simple soldier who drove a tank to his death in the battles of containment .I knew Mordechai, may God avenge his blood, or as I heard his father call him—Morduch—a bit from afar. We…
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March 2022 For many years, I hadn’t traveled on public transportation in Israel. On my most recent trip, due to personal limitations and the collective wisdom about traffic congestion and driving culture on the roads, I decided to try traveling solely by public transport. I had a Rav-Kav card at my disposal, which I believe…
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About half a year before my planned discharge from the army, I went out with the commander of MarShal (Marhav Shlomo) on a Dabur boat to the Straits of Tiran so he could see them up close. Luckily for me, the commander of the Red Sea area (Mazar) didn’t come along, which gave me the…
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March 1997 A story for the International Women’s Day Holiday Noa, is also the name of a song (a lovely song by Naomi Shemer, sung by Arik Lavi in the seventies) but first and foremost, it’s the name of a brave and special woman. Noa was one of the daughters of Zelophehad (Book of Numbers…
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Ness Ziona, 1956. When I was six years old, I built a sukkah. Not something big and fancy. A small gazebo attached to the kitchen door on the backyard side. My mother helped lay the thatch from lattices she pruned from the citrus trees in our yard and hung wool blankets that served as walls…
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At the end of the seventies of the twentieth century, I was given the job of building a sulfur grinding plant at Ramat Hovav (a place near Be’er Sheva), from the ground up. In Ramat Hovav of those days, there was one sickening factory at the end of a road that led from the Be’er…
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