Every year when we at the Military Cemetery at Mt. Herzl, it has become routine to hear how surprised the soldiers are to hear that we've been getting together religiously every year since after the Yom Kippur War in 1973, when both Eli and Chuck were killed.
"You've been friends for so long?" they ask
"Much longer than that" we tell them.
I guess that for these young soldiers, 1973 must sound like the "middle ages," or at least like the War of Independence. Today, the soldiers probably have parents who were too young to have fought then.
We're not all that old, are we? We had our first babies within months of each other.
And now there's a new generation.
Let's get together for more smachot.
2 comments:
Yes, we are that old. So? Our babies have babies of their own, and not such babies. When I think back to those sad days 37 years ago, we didn't feel we could take it so for granted then. Thank god we have made it this far and we owe a great debt to those who are buried there on Mt. Herzl.
And yes, may we meet for s'machot!
Risa, And there are more of us living here than there were in 1973, a tribute to Betar, friendship and loyalty.
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