
To the left is a man who really left an impression on me, the others who heard his story, and Rabbi Feldman as well,
Like many Israeli's, he had a tremendos story to tell us, when i asked him, how did his mom come to Israel, and he said, my father has a more fasinating story. I am not going to explain all the life threatening details, all the miracles of his survival, his remeeting of his friend who he had survived with on a boat to Israel, his father who had been jailed, and his mother who was pregnant, and was saved in a Christian monastery, as we shed tears with him, as he drove his jeep through the Golan Heights, so close to the border of Syria. He is the one on the left with the dark glasses, who I found out was born the same year as me. 1956
Below is Rabbi Feldman translating the story to the three of us and Isabella in the jeep.
Below, many signed their countries and names in the bunkers, and there is GUATEMALA.
Left is the view of the beautiful Lake Kinneret, or the Sea of Galilee, where Jesus Christ had spent so much time, this was when we set out to the Golan Heights, it is so close, and they want to take it away? Below is a sign of the mines, since it was a combat zone, and could be at any time in the future, we pray not.