August 2011
A New Black September
Reading the news on this upcoming September makes me cry. Openly, I can say I have cried twice this summer both about Israel. The first incident was on the ledge of the massive urn in Majdanek: when our Israeli staffer spoke about her grandfather, his escape from the camp and his journey to the promised land. Her words made me weep tears of joy. The second time was on the roof of a hostel, during...
