| This gentleman fought in the Israeli War of Independence 70 years ago. His unit's scrapbook is in front of him. |
We talked to this Palmach fighter by great good luck and by
our own mistake. We had no reservations
for the ninety minute presentation given by the Palmach Museum, but the IDF soldiers
at the front desk said we could go back to the photo gallery and look
around. This is where we encountered our
nonogenerian, in a room empty of people but full of large scrapbooks. He told
us his story as he flipped through the large scrapbook that each unit of the
Hagana was instructed to compile.
His unit was called the Brooklyns, not because its members
were from Brooklyn, but because they all went to the same café by that name in
Tel Aviv. Members included both men and
women. They had no uniforms; they
resembled partisans and street fighters. They were scrappy and brave.
At the age of 20, on May 14, 1948, he was with the Brooklyns
on the Lebanese border, anticipating trouble. The Arab nations had already engaged the
Israelis, but all-out war was expected to erupt that day, as David Ben Gurion
declared the independence of the state of Israel. The Palmach fighters that day had no cannons
and no air cover. They were fighting
with imported guns and “tanks” created by welding steel plates to truck frames.
As the bullets flew from Lebanon, he
wasn’t sure to be glad or mad that Ben Gurion was reading Israel’s Declaration
of Independence. One of those bullets struck
him in the arm, and he subsequently spent two years in hospitals
recovering. It was his first and last
day of battle. Many of his fellow
soldiers that survived the battle joined kibbutzim after the war.
After recovering, he was in the mechanical field until retiring. Now he tells his extraordinary story three days a week at the Palmach Museum. It was an honor and a privilege to meet him.
| Palmach Museum Photo Gallery |
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