In 1967, one month after the conclusion of the Six-Day War, I visited Israel for the first time. Clearly, the visit made a deep emotional

A Time of Joy? “V’samachta B’chagecha,” “Moadim L’simcha,” the buses in Israel proclaim the wish for a happy, joyous holiday to all from the front

I woke to the unusual sound of a police bullhorn blaring directives to, I assumed, a reluctant driver. I walked out of my apartment some