10: 2006.07.19 2
I was in the middle of a long-overdue update when all the cable, internet
and phone lines went. Before it happens again, we are all okay, my son was
home for a few hours last night and went back this morning, and I have set
aside this morning to write.
I am so sorry for making everyone worry even more than they already are. The
place where we live is actually still pretty safe, although the rockets are
falling closer and closer to where we live, and we can hear the booms
throughout most of the day and evening. The planes and helicopters we hear
all the time.
I was talking to one of our LDS members, whose house is on a rise above the
main air force base where the planes take off to Lebanon. As of Sunday the
AF had flown over one thousand missions, which also means one thousand
landings. She says she is going deaf! And as much as I agree that these
bombings need to happen, I still can't help thinking what it must be like
for the mothers in Lebanon who are on the receiving end. How all of this
must be breaking our Father's heart.
This same member came from Argentina 3 years ago and has two sons serving,
one in the West Bank (although he might have been moved this week), and one
as a driver. She grew up in the Argentina of Peron, where the army had
similar connotations to the Nazi SS, and where tens of thousands of
civilians (including from their families) routinely disappeared and never
returned home. Gloria and her husband are both profoundly anti-war, etc.,
and never allowed their sons to play with anything that even remotely
resembled a war tool. They know that the army here is very different than
what they grew up with, and that it is necessary for our survival, but
Oligario (Gloria's husband) told me that everytime he sees one of his sons
in uniform, his stomach instinctively clenches. This is hard on them, but
they are doing remarkably well with everything.
As to our soldiers -- First of all, one of the reasons I didn't write
yesterday was that yesterday evening I heard the dog barking, and looked
around to see Bryan walking through the door. It was heaven to be able to
hug him again! He looked scruffy and very tired, and as usual he had his
gun and more than the normal number of clips with him. He told us that the
artillery unit down the road was deafening them, and made another comment
about "this mess", but other than that he didn't talk about anything
army-related. He was definitely in shut-down mode. He didn't even want us
to call his sister in the US. They are very close and she has a way of
ferreting out of him exactly what is going on. So we fed him and did his
laundry and made brownies (plus another batch to take back to his men
today), and let him have the computer. He spent a lot of time planning his
next overnight hike (he loves nature and frequently goes hiking on the
Golan when he is on leave).
And special thanks to you, Mary Abbot. Within minutes of getting home he
honed in on the boxes of Mac and Cheese which you left us. They are hard to
get here in the North and they are one of his favorite foods. (Yes, mac and
cheese is a luxury item. I've even bought them for his birthday, he likes
them so much.) It was the first thing he ate, and he did it with a huge
smile! Bless you. He went back this morning.
Leonardo is now in officer training school, so he is away from the action
for a couple of months. He would only be called up if the situation in Gaza
gets to desperation point. German (pronounced Herr - man) is driving in the
North, so he could be in areas which are being hit, but he is alright.
Fausto and Alex are also okay. This, folks, is the result of your prayers.
As parents yourselves, you know how much their safety means to us. There
are not words to thank you enough.
The rest of our members are safe. Most are still in the BYU Center,
although one young mother took her baby and returned home yesterday
afternoon. I advised against it, but she wanted to go home. Sister Spencer
also returned to Sfat, which is getting hit several times a day. She said
she felt that she needed to be in Sfat, but doesn't know why. As someone
who tries to follow promptings myself, I can't argue with her. Sfat has
been pounded. One rocket fell through my classroom at the college, made its
way to the offices and test archives on the floor beneath, and continued on
to the basement to explode in the library, which was totally ruined.
Luckily the two librarians had stepped out to go pick up something from the
post office. This building was built by the British during the Mandate
period (in the 1930s), and had just been remodeld and reopened this school
year. Other missiles have fallen on the Immigrant Absorption Center,
several stores and a factory, and a few apartment buildings. The news was
interviewing one old man who was quite a character. He said that he and his
wife were in the protected room, but one boom sounded very close. His wife
started to panic, so they decided to go to the community bomb shelter. He
couldn't find his cell phone, so he started looking room to room. When he
opened the door of his workshop he was greeted with a huge fire, and the
remains of a rocket! In his words, "At that point my wife went from panic
to hysteria!" Another rocket hit the air-conditioning plant of the area
hospital where all my children were born. It was a miracle that the
hospital itself wasn't hit.
The towns around are also getting hit. Hatzor, where I work and used to
live, has taken a beating. More than a third of the population has left. I
think the rest would like to but don't have anywhere to go. The other day 5
buses were brought in to evacuate senior citizens and families with young
children. They were taken to the center of the country. I am in contact
with friends, and have been trying to call at least once most of my
students. On the first day Hatzor was hit, two katushas fell into the house
of the woman who used to take care of my children in day care. In the days
since, rockets have fallen on the street behind my old apartment, the yard
of the mayor, two other houses, and in several roads. Luckily the personal
injuries have been light so far.
Haifa and Nahariya have not been so lucky. One of the things that has
happened is that the smaller katusha rockets can't reach that far, so
heavier missiles are being used, so the damage is greater. In fact, one of
the missiles that Israel found in Lebanon and blew up was a scud-type. In
addition, those preparing the missiles and rockets are employing the same
tactics that the suicide bombers use. They add a huge amount of steel ball
bearings (the suicide bombers also add bolts and nails) to the pay load, so
in addition to the regular shrapnel you are hit with the bearings, like
getting hit with shotgun pellets at high speed. The damage is multiplied.
The other day an apartment building was hit. Many apartments have a
breezeway on the groundfloor level, with the apartments starting on the
level above. In this case, the missile / rocket went directly into the
second floor apartment. The floor of the apartment above collapsed, and the
ceiling of the apartment below collapsed. The whole corner section of this
building was gone. In the midst of all this devastation, in the upstairs
apartment the curtains were still intact, the clock on the wall was still
ticking, the ceiling light still hung, and the chairs were still neatly
aligned around the dining table, although there was no floor next to them.
The chairs and table still survived in the first floor apartment as well.
On the second floor, which was nothing but rubble, two beautiful red
blossoms still survived in a flower pot which had been in the window sill.
It looked like a Dali painting.
On Sunday morning already all ships were asked to leave the port of Haifa
and head out for open sea for the time being. Some missiles have fallen into
the Mediterranean. That may actually be a good thing. Before the war started
we had a jelly fish invasion, so the beaches couldn't be used anyway. Maybe
the missiles will get rid of the jellyfish! I have never seen the port so
deserted. Besides being one of the busiest ports in Israel, Haifa is also a
liberty port for the US navy. Until the second invasion of Iraq, we used to
get a lot of ships in from the 6th fleet especially, but they are now in the
Persian gulf. It was fun to meet the LDS sailors, either on board ship or to
have them in our home. We also got to go out on several ships. My kids
remember especially the aircraft carrier Theodore Roosevelt. We had to ferry
out in a highspeed boat which looked like a giant rowboat, which was in
itself exciting. We got the royal tour of the ship, and then there was
special treat for the kids. Some of the LDS sailors on board had enough
ranking and pull to arrange for the SEALS on board to give the boys (and my
daughter too) a special tour and explanation of their equipment and the
kinds of operations they did. The adults were asked to stay behind for
security reasons. My children and those of our friends in the Tel Aviv
branch were thrilled, as you can imagine. On another ship the cook gave the
children slices of the freshly baked sheet cake, and the marines fed them
red hots (something they had never had before, but loved) and other American
candy. We also once had to church General Young (a descendant of Brigham)
and about 20 sailors and marines. In those days my husband was the only
priesthood holder. It was really beautiful to watch the black sailor with
about 20 years in the navy bless the sacrament while the marine general
passed it. They were the last group out of Somalia in the 90s. But I
digress.
In addition to the fighting in Gaza and the North, we still have to contend
with terrorist attacks in the cities. A terrorist was intercepted in
Jerusalem the other day. He was within two blocks of his target, and had
about 10 kilos of explosives in his bag. A load of 5 kilos is enough to
kill about 30 people. Another terrorist attacked a female soldier in the
Negev desert. He had a butcher knife and was trying to force her into a
car, but she managed to fight him off. She was cut in several places, and
he was later caught. This morning there are roadblocks in the Tel Aviv area
and a massive search. Security forces received specific information on
another terrorist in the area. These are all things that we contend with on
a regular basis, but in conjunction with the intensity of the fighting and
the rockets, it is stretching resources, and our nerves.
Two of the major supermarket chains are sponsoring summer camps in the
center of the country for children from the North. Our area council is also
organizing trips to water parks and sports centers for the children, as
long as they are accompanied by a parent. The government-owned children's
channel is also broadcasting from different bombshelters in the North, and
one of our famous singers in going from bombshelter to bombshelter giving
concerts. Hotels in the Tel Aviv area are offering 45 - 65 0iscounts to
residents of the North, and have organized activities for residents of the
North. Several families have offered to host others from the North. That is
the good side of Israel. On the other hand, the hotels in Eilat, the resort
city in the South near the Red Sea, have raised their prices by 20-40
and people are paying it.
Part of the reason I haven't written is that the rockets are now
hitting closer to us, on the Southern Golan, Tiberius and into the Sea of
Galilee. My youngest son suffers from extreme anxiety anyway, and
hearing the booms so close has increased the problem. He has needed a
lot more attention from us. Last Thursday I was also supposed to pick up
his medication for this month, but I haven't been able to get it yet.
All things considered, I think we he is handling things quite well.
As for what happens next, more of the same, at least for a couple of
days. I still think that Tel Aviv will get hit, probably on Friday
before the Jewish sabbath starts. The UN sent a delegation here
yesterday. Hisballah immediately rejected our offer, as we did theirs.
There has also been talk of deploying UN intervention troops in Southern
Lebanon, but everyone seems to have forgotten that the UN has had troops
in Lebanon since the 1970's. We see how effective that has been. Of
course, the fact that they are not allowed to use their weapons may have
some bearing on how much the warring parties fear them. Israel has
suggested that the Lebanese army move into South Lebanon instead, which is
actually quite logical considering that they are supposed to be the
defense forces of the nation. We didn't get much response. As a friend
put it, Hisballa has kidnapped a nation. Yesterday Iran held a huge
military parade, with children dressed as bombers and the army marching in
the formation of arrows and rockets. Iran has said that they will
support the Hisballah in attacks against Jewish and Israeli targets around
the world.
And on another note, other victims of the war have been the farmers,
who either can't get to their fields, or who have no markets to sell their
crops. And many of the families who have left home and gone South have
left behind their pets, who are wandering the streets. On a lighter
note, yesterday a goat from Lebanon wandered over the border into Israel,
but was eventually returned to his side of the border, and hopefully his
goatherd.
Our dear sweet teenage volunteers have just called to tell us that in
a short while the army's music and entertainment corp will be doing a
performance here in our village, so we will get ready and go up. This
spirit of brotherhood in times of emergency is one of the things I love
about Israel. I thank you for your brotherhood as well.
Ann in Galilee, Israel
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