I am uncomfortable with the phrase, bring them home. It seems to place the onus on the brave Israeli soldiers. Let our people go, might be more apt. Read More
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His afternoon bus approaches…. I can see him through the window; he’s rocking backwards and forwards… he’s biting his left hand angrily… something is upsetting his balance. I slide open the door of the mini bus and he’s looking at me, talking with his eyes. I undo his seat belt and he’s angry … I… Read More
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