We were up early this morning and had a change of pace. After breakfast and flag raising, our mahidrot asked for volunteers to paint. My hand and 2 other fellows hands shot up and all of a sudden I was a professional painter. We were driven off to a new place on base with several flat bed trailers which were in serious need of a paint job. We split into 2 groups, the red paint group and the yellow paint group. One fellow was in charge of scraping and dusting first. The red paint was very thick and specially made to go over rust and partially peeling paint. We worked for 2 hours, had a short coffee break and continued on to lunch. I tried to be careful about getting paint on myself. 1 of the fellows was less careful and spent some time at the wash basin with turpentine.
After lunch we had our Krav Maga session outside on the grass with a new instructor. We went over a few of the moves that we had learned from our previous session. We are now proficient at slow motion attack from behind, attack from the front or side with a head lock. All of the methods involve several quick moves to neutralize the attacker followed by punches, kicks and knee moves to disable the attacker. The fight is over in 5 seconds. Our instructor explained the 4 levels of defence, 1) don’t get into a situation where you will be compromised, 2) run away, 3) try to talk your way out including give him your money, 4) fight and in the situation there is no second chance. You must do what I described above.
The second part of the course was what to do if you are attacked by someone with a baseball bat or equivalent, a chain on another dangerous object. The natural defence is to back off. The real defence is to move in as close as possible to the attacker rendering his weapon useless. After that when you are as close as possible, you neutralize the attacker followed by quick blows to sensitive parts of his body and then recuperate his weapon and finish the job. For me personally, at my age, size and hair colour, I will try to stick to the first 3 levels of defence.
After the course, I waited an hour or two until it cooled off a little and then ran 6 km with one of my buddies. There was a slight breeze that made running more agreeable.
After supper we had a course on water supply in Israel. Israel is situated on a small piece of land, mostly desert and has a population of 9 million people. Some of the industry also requires a great deal of water. Israel has been at the forefront of water conservation. Some of the water comes from Sea of Galilee, some comes from the Jordon River. Unfortunately, the water from these 2 sources is 4% of what it used to be. There are some underground sources but Israel tries to preserve as much of this as possible. A large part of the water comes from 5 desalination plants which take water from the Mediterranean. 87% of water is recycled. These 2 sources are not used for drinking water. Israelis are also very careful of not wasting water such as not letting water just run when you are brushing your teeth.
One thing that the Israelis have not been up to par on is recycling. Right now they have other more important problems to deal with. Also most of the immigrants that Israel receives now come from countries that have no clue about recycling so the government must start from zero.
Tonight we are sitting outside on benches enjoying the night air. The conversation is varied as we come from many different backgrounds. Israel is once again on the offensive in order to get the hostages back. In the background we can hear the boom boom from bombing and shelling in Gaza.
We were up early for breakfast and took the prearranged van to the airport where all the Sar-El volunteers meet. The Sar-El organizers register each one of us individually and then send us off to our respective groups. There are about 6 groups of varying sizes that break off and go to their respective army bases. Our group is the same as last week as we are all taking the Krav Maga course. I am happy about this as we are a very cohesive group and everyone is fun to be with. We were introduced to our new madrihot who seems to be very nice. I purchased a new dog tag as a spare in case I loose the one that I have.
We took the bus to our IDF base which is 1.5 hours away. I slept most of the way as I was up late last night writing my blog and I was tired. It is great to be back at the same base. It is just like a home coming. I am in the same room as last time with the same 3 guys. We had a quick briefing of our days chores and then sat down for lunch. After lunch they asked for 4 volunteers for kitchen duty. I volunteered and the rest of the volunteers went off to a warehouse to continue unpacking, sorting and repacking uniforms in the duffel bags.
We met back at the main barracks at 4:00. Although it was 30C with a hot sun and a minimal breeze, I changed into my shorts, a tee-shirt and sandals and ran 6.5 km. We had a general meeting before supper to present ourselves to the new madrihot.
Below, you will see some pictures of my week at the base. You will also see my new boots.
We were up bright and early this morning for our trip to Natanya where the Wingate Athletic Training Center is located. Students who come here for a 4 year course will graduate and go on to work and teach in the athletic field. It is also the home of Krav Maga Israel. Our instructor today was the head instructor and has the highest belt, 10th Dan rank. He is responsible for any innovations in the development of Krav Maga. The centre is beautiful and the athletic facilities are first class. There is also an iron dome rocket launcher on the campus.
Krav Maga is an Israeli self-defense method that was developed in Israel. It allows a person to defend him/herself against one or more attackers. It is not a sport in the true sense of the word. The attacker could be a person who wants to rob you or a terrorist. The former just wants to take your money. The latter wants to kill you and as many people as possible in a short period of time. He/she is often armed with a knife. The goal of Krav Maga is to teach you to defend yourself quickly in a close-contact situation. You must act immediately as there will be no second chance. The movements that you are taught allow you to disarm the aggressor in less than 1-2 seconds and then inflict damage on the aggressor so that he is down for the count in 2-3 seconds. Essentially, once you have moved quickly and aggressively, your aggressor will be neutralized. You are then in a position to hit with an open hand, punch, or kick your aggressor repeatedly until he cannot respond. He will not be able to attack you again. There was a way to neutralize more than one aggressor if necessary. The act is fast, furious, and mean, and the entire fight is over in 5 seconds at the most.
We started the session by introducing ourselves. We then paired off. I chose a bigger partner than my last one as I surmised that a person who wanted to attack me would be bigger. My partner was an American Army soldier with more notions than I had about self-defense. After a short warm-up session, our instructor showed us various attacks with the left and then the right hand. He showed us how to block the hand, move, and then hit the aggressor. He then demonstrated how to defend ourselves when attacked with a choke hold from the front, the back, and the sides. We practiced these moves until we had sore forearms. If he saw that we were not hitting hard enough, he came over to give us specific instructions. He asked me how old I was and addressed me as Doc afterward. He told us that an aggressor makes no distinction as to your age. Being older in our society does not give you a free pass. On the contrary, it could lead the aggressor to believe that you are an easy target. We asked him when he would think of stopping training. His response was that he would stop when they buried him.
We had lunch with the students. they all looked young and in very good shape. After lunch we were given 1 plastic knife per couple. He then showed us how to defend ourselves when attacked by an aggressor who is left handed or right handed and when the attack is from the front, from the side and from the back. The take away message was that you must practice the moves over and over again. Hopefully you will never be in a position to use them. Unfortunately that situation may come across once in a life time and could be the difference between life and death.
Love,
Brian
Iron dome rocket launcher on the right tilted at an angle.
Last evening after supper, we all gathered in one room for a get together. We sat on bunk beds, drank coffee and ate cookies and cakes. It reminded me very much of summer camp in the Laurentians when I was an teenager. After lights out for the campers, the councillors would gather around a campfire. There was always someone present with a guitar and we would all sing campfire songs until midnight. Last night was the same, with the same atmosphere but lacking a guitar and an indoor campfire. We chatted about many subjects often telling stories of trips to foreign countries and adventures that we had had. I never have a shortage of stories to tell.
Today we finished off packing the soldier’s bags. Some of the bigger and stronger fellows worked loading and unloading the trucks. I was not chosen for this job. I am not sure why! Instead, I volunteered to work in the kitchen. This was very interesting and rewarding work. We sweeped and washed the floor in the dinning room. We set the table for the officers. We prepared the coffee table. We laid out the plastic dishes for the evening meal. We then did a major cleanup in the bathroom, halls and our bunk rooms. It was over 30C but I still went out for my afternoon 6 km run. It was not easy but I felt good after finishing the run and taking a shower.
This evening we had our last evening together. The madrihots thanked us for the great week that we had together. They will move on to another group next week but we will be coming back to the same base for work and a continuation of our Krav Maga training. The madrihots were wonderful and much appreciated by all the volunteers. Each of us had to give a small speech on their 1 week experience here. Everyone was extremely happy with our group, the madrihots, the base in general and the work that we had to do. The 16 volunteers come from 7 different countries and it was amazing how well we worked together. Of the 5 weeks that I have worked with Sar-El, this was by far the most cohesive and friendly group to work with. I am very happy that we will be together next week.
As usual, when it came my turn to speak, I was not at a loss for words. At first my sentiments echoed the sentiments of the other members of the group as I explained in the last paragraph. There are 4 pictures of myself on the base, receiving my shoulder pads and with the madrihots. These pictures have been posted in previous entries of my blog. I sent the pictures to my good friends and to my hockey team. The majority of them are not Jewish. I asked them discreetly if they would like to join me. I received many positive responses.
This past winter I worked as a ski patroller at Mont Blanc for the first time. The head patroller, Philippe had heard about my experience with MDA as a physician on an ambulance in Israel. When he introduced me as a new patroller in the group, he asked me to say a few words about my experience in Israel on an ambulance. I gave a small talk and mentioned of course that my experience is well documented on my blog which they could read. I never miss an opportunity to self promote. Montreal is a very cosmopolitan city with many languages and nationalities. ⅔ of the city is French speaking. When you leave Montreal and go north into the Laurentians, the population is Quebecois and 100% French speaking. When I spoke I was not sure what the reaction would be as I do not hide my feeling of being a Zionist. I am very happy to say that I received a very positive reaction from the group, many of whom went on to read my blog. Many of the patrollers went on to ask me questions about my stay in Israel in a positive manner. When I finished working with the patrol, I sent an email to the patrollers thanking them for a great season and for welcoming and integrating me into the group I mentionned what I would be doing for the month in Israel. Philippe asked me to post some pictures. I posted the same 4 pictures on our web site on Facebook as requested. Within 12 hours I received 17 likes and several encouraging comments. That made me very proud and happy.
Love,
Brian
This is a shelter. We have 45 seconds to get there. We did not have to use it this time.
Today was a routine day which will be quite similar to tomorrow I assume. We were up at the usual hour, had breakfast and then off to work at the warehouse. We emptied duffle bags, checked the equipment and then refilled them.
I should say something about the food. It is really healthy with a never ending supply of fresh vegetables for the 3 meals. Breakfast is a little different with an egg omelet and delicious cinnamon buns. Lunch is the main meal with an assortment of meats, fish and poultry. Supper is similar to lunch with a different assortment of the above. Desert is always made up of several choices of fruits. I am sure that you could eat as much as you want here and never gain weight.
We have a mixed group of volunteers from Canada, the USA, France, Peru, Estonia and Soviet Union. 30% are not Jewish. The Jews range from very religious and kosher, to conservative, secular and 1 atheist. All are Zionists or they would not be here. The age range is from young to middle age with 1 or 2 seniors of whom I am the eldest by far. Everyone is well educated so the conversations around the table and while working is quite stimulating. We all enjoyed the Krav Maga session yesterday. No one complains about the work or the organization. A few of us go for a walk or a run at the end of the day. One fellow was chased by a few ‘hungry’ stray dogs so I will have to be more careful when I run tomorrow as maybe they didn’t get enough to eat. The weather was hot today, probably hitting above 25C in the afternoon. It was rather hot to run so maybe I sweated more and lost a few more ounces.
Yesterday, my shoes gave out. The 1 piece soles and heels fell off spontaneously within minutes of each other. Perfect built in obsolescence. When our commander saw what had happened , he came over, took my shoe size and promised to bring me a pair of boots today. He was true to his word and this morning presented me with a brand new, black, pair of Israeli army boots. I put them on immediately and received jealous comments from my colleagues. I thanked him and the madrihots profusely. I am so proud to wear them. You can see them in the picture below.
We found out that it was the Houthis that sent us a rocket on Sunday. I guess that we were lucky. We were in the van and had time to file out and get to a shelter. 2 more minutes and we would have been driving along in the van when the sirens went off. The standing orders are that if you are in a car when you hear the sirens, you stop the car, get out of the car, lie down on the ground, on your stomach and cover your head with your hands until all clear. Imagine 20 of us doing this on a major highway. This is an everyday occurrence in Israel that I have not yet had the occasion to try. I have an app that shows where the rockets go off, minute by minute. We have been under rocket fire since I have been here but I only went into the shelter once. We hear the boom-boom several times a day even where we are.
Today we were up bright and early for work. ‘Hi ho,hi ho, it’s off to work we go’. We arrived in the warehouse and worked on army bags. The bags are 3 ft long and 1 foot wide. We had emptied and sorted the equipment yesterday. Today, our task was to fill the bags. We divided ourselves up into several teams to make the work go faster:
1, make a plastic bag, 2, seal 1 end of the bag, 3, put a uniform or jacket in the bag according to size, 4, seal the bag, 5, bring the bag to another team, 6, place the jacket, the sleeping bag and the uniform in the large army bags that someone is holding open, 7, haul the bag to another place, 8, close the bag, 9, put the bag on the shelf, 10, erase the date on the label of the tagged bag, 11, put a new date on the label of the tagged bag
Did I miss any step? I hope not because they are very strict on precision. An improperly sealed or torn bag can mean a wet uniform for a soldier.
In the afternoon we filed into a room for Krav Maga instruction with a young, well built and well trained instructor. He gave us a history of Krav Maga which is an Israeli developed self defence system. We were going to be taught commie, which is a more advanced method of fighting, faster and more adapted to fighting an opponent of a different, usually bigger size. We lined up in 4 lines of 4 and paired off with an opponent of the same size. He then taught us different punches and kicks and how to parry them away and strike back. We took turns as the aggressor or defender saying in advance what the attack would be in order to avoid contact. It was hard work for 1.5 hours, a 10 minute brake and a second 1.5 hour session. I got through the day with all my teeth, no black eye, no bruises and no broken bones.
I did my residency with a fellow who had a black belt with several dans. I asked him what he would do if he were challenged to a fight on the street. He said: ‘I would run away’. I asked him why? He said: ‘I don’t know if he has a gun or a knife and I have nothing to prove.’ That seems to be rather wise position to take and I will keep it in mind.
After work at 4:00, I did a 6 km run for 45 minutes listening to 60s light rock music. After supper we had a 1 hour lecture by the madrihots on IDF slang. The lecture was great and rather humorous but I was exhausted and could barely keep my eyes open.
This morning we had flag raising and then the singing of Hatikvah. We then received our Sar-EL Volunteer Blue Shoulder Patches. Each regiment has a different shoulder patch. Every time you go up in grade in the IDF or receive a shoulder patch, you receive the traditional punch on the shoulder by your commanding officer. One of the fellows was a football player for Kansas City. The Madrihots really had to reach high to punch his shoulder. The last 2 pictures are the before and after pictures of the volunteers when we received out IDF uniforms.
I went back to my hotel, had a quick shower and went down for the 6:00 wine, soup and light refreshments party. I met a few new people who are doing different things here. There are many ways to volunteer here and make yourself useful. Everyone had a different story as how they had spent the last week.
I walked around downtown Tel Aviv for an hour or two eventually meandering down to my favourite watering hole overlooking the beach. The young waitress recognized me from last year and the fact that I write a blog. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast so I ordered some nachos and beer, real comfort food. It’s warmed up this evening allowing me to sit comfortably on the terrace under the warm-up lights.
We have been under rocket attack for the last few days. Although I personally have not experienced it, some of the other volunteers heard the sirens and have taken cover in the shelters. The rockets are coming from Hamas in Gaza, from Hezbollah in the north and from the Houthis everywhere. They all blame the Israelis for starting the renewed fighting. Is it possible that they sincerely believe the nonsense that they spout.
There was a big demonstration tonight and some of the volunteers went to see what it was all about. I went to a demonstration last year which was the first demonstration that I have ever participated in. I am very allergic to that sort of thing, preferring to write my own opinion in my blog and hoping that I will have enough of a following to make a difference. Who am I kidding? We will see how my book will be received in the near future when I return.
‘Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile.’
I was up at 6:00 this morning to get ready for the day. I split my belongings into 2 parts, the stuff that I really need and the rest which I won’t need until the following week. Breakfast was great as usual. I counted 37 different dishes of fruits, vegetables, fish, cereals, bagels and croissants. They even have a first class cappuccino machine. The breakfast room and common room have a dozen round tables and chairs and a living room next to it. You are welcome to sit at any table, introduce yourself and get involved in the conversation. It’s like summer camp only better as we all have a common purpose. All of the clientele are doing some sort of volunteering. Many are with Sar-El, volunteering on IDF bases. Others are doing daily trips to farms to pick fruits and vegetables. Others are helping in food distribution in Tel Aviv for people who are less fortunate than ourselves. When you speak to the volunteers and ask them why they are here, they all have the same common response. After Oct. 7, when we saw what they did to Israel, we all felt deep down in our hearts that we had to do our part to help Israel in her time of need. 30% of volunteers who come here are not Jewish. Some are religious, others are secular with a few atheists like myself.
We all put our luggage onto a prearranged van. You can tell the first timers from the veterans. We know beforehand that they give us army uniforms that you must wear at all times so extra clothes are not necessary. You can leave extra baggage in the hotel. No sooner than we got into the van, the sirens went off. We had 30 seconds to return to the hotel and go down into the safe room in the basement. The room was OK but it was standing room only for 20 people. We stayed the mandatory 10 minutes until ‘all clear’. I am happy that we didn’t have to be in there for 2 or 3 hours which can occur if we are under sustained rocket fire. I don’t know who fired the rocket but I do know that it was taken out by the iron dome probably over the sea.
The drive to the IDF base took about 2 hours. Tel-Aviv traffic is terrible and it took some time to leave the city. Eventually, we were in the countryside, continuing down into the Negev just south of Beersheba. I slept most of the way as I was up late last night writing my blog at a bar on the beach. We were introduced to our leaders called ‘madrihots’. They are lovely girls, 18 and 22 years of age. Their enthusiasm was contagious and they put us all at ease and really ‘broke the ice’. We were given our rooms at random. I have 3 room mates, a father and son team from Oregon and a fellow who was in the US army for most of his career.
Lunch was excellent, 20 different dishes to choose from. Apparently the kitchen was recently renovated and the cuisine has much improved. After lunch we got our IDF uniforms. I love it. Our uniforms are big and somewhat oversized. Our madrihots uniforms have obviously been tapered and fitted. I guess that is the advantage of being in the army. I will know that next time around.
We were then introduced to our warehouse managers. They are also very enthusiastic and welcoming. We took before and after pictures. We then danced Israeli style dancing to Israeli music for 10-15 minutes. I remembered the steps from my Bar Mitzvah days. I was also invited to many Greek weddings and christenings and was taught to do Greek dancing there. The steps are very similar. Our base is trucking base. We have 1437 trucks here. Many have to be cleaned, put in shape and repaired. Our job today was to disassemble large, heavy bags containing sleeping bag, uniforms of various sizes and jacket. We then sorted the merchandise, separating the useable ones from the damaged ones and then repacking the bags. All this work is accompanied by loud music to make the day and the work go faster.
We had 2 hours off before supper. Most of the volunteers took the time off to relax. That is a word that I don’t quite know how to spell, so I went for a 50 minute, 7 km run. That was my first run since October when I did the World Championship Triathlon in Spain. It wasn’t too bad as I had my ear pods on and listened to Crosby, Stills and Nash. I will see how I feel tomorrow.
Tomorrow we will be up at 7:00, breakfast at 7:30, flag raising at 8:30 and work from 9:00 to 12:30. I signed up to be with the Krav Maga group. We are 16 in the group, with an even mix of guys and girls. Krav Maga is an Israeli defence method of defending yourself if you are attacked. It is not a sport. When I applied to be in the group, they would not accept me because of my age. I had to write all sorts of stuff saying that I am a triathlete, play hockey and am a ski instructor. Eventually they accepted me after getting a medical certificate and signing a waiver. We will be starting our first session tomorrow afternoon and will do it 1.5 to 2 days a week.
This evening we had a meeting with our madrihots who explained how the base works. We then had to give a little blurb about ourselves. We are mixed group of Canadians, Americans, Estonians, Peruvians and French people. I started my blurb off by saying that I graduated McGill in 1970 and took a year off to go travelling. “ I don’t think that any of you were born then”. Except for 1 or 2 others, I was correct. This is a very young group compared to other groups that I have been in. The average age appears to be 40 to 50 probably due to the Krav Maga option.
I travelled on a motorcycle for 6 months around Europe until the bike was stolen in Italy. I then hitch hiked for 6 months, skiing for 2 months and working on a kibbutz in Israel. That was my first introduction to Israel. I was cold, I was hungry, I was lonely. It was the best year of my life.
If some one had told me on Oct 6, 2023 that at 74 year of age, that I would be going to war, I would have thought that they were crazy. On Oct. 7, 2023 I made the decision to volunteer to go to Israel. The rest is history.
Love,
Brian
I travelled on a motorcycle for 6 months around Europe until the bike was stolen in Italy. I hitche
Last evening I went to Vickie’s for Shabat dinner. She invited me as soon as she knew that I was in Israel. Last year she was instrumental in getting me a position as a physician on an MDA ambulance. Several months later, she arranged to have a Sword’s of Iron, medal sent to me. The medal was only made for this war and was sent to about 150 physicians who volunteered to serve on an MDA ambulance during the war. It made me very proud to receive it and I displayed it in my office for several months.
Vickie invited me with 2 of her children and grandchildren along with 2 Turkish students who I met last year and are now living in Israel. Vickie always associates herself with young people who I have met on several occasions that I have been invited. We were not supposed to talk politics but how can you avoid this topic in Israel? Her son had lived in New York for many years and is very well informed of the situation. I asked him 3 questions: ‘What do you want to happen? What do you think will happen? What will happen?’ He answered me in a very candid manner that I will not discuss here. His answer made me think very seriously about the position that I have taken and re-evaluate my thoughts for the future.
Today I woke up to nicer weather, 18C sunny with cloudy periods, in other words not beach weather but great weather for walking around. The water is rough and swimming is not permitted except for the surfers who are wearing wet suits. I took a long walk for 3 hours along the boardwalk taking similar pictures to those that I took last year. I met a few people that I had known from the IDF Sar-El group from last year. It’s a small world.
I am sitting on a beach chair over looking the blue-green waters of the Med., writing my blog and sipping a cappuccino. Life is pretty easy. The boardwalk is filled with people strolling along enjoying the day. There is a cool breeze which makes the sun very comfortable, great spring weather. Young people in bathing suits are playing beach volleyball. They also play another game that resembles volleyball but you use a soccer ball and send it back and forth across the the net using only your head, feet and chest. It looks impossible to learn at my age and limited soccer skills.
Tonight I will pack as I am leaving for an IDF base tomorrow morning.
I spent the last 2 days packing and unpacking, trying to take the least amount of necessities. I have an IDF army uniform for 2 weeks and an MDA uniform for 2 weeks so I really don’t need a lot of clothes. Finally I reduced my life to what I could put into a carry on and something called a personal belongings sack. My clothes fit into the carry on and my medical supplies and electronics fit into the personal belongings sack. 55 years ago I travelled for 1 year with 7 lbs of luggage. I really think that my medical supplies weigh more than that and I consider myself to be in good shape. As for the electronics, you don’t realize how many wires, adapters and chargers that you need to carry when you are at home.
I arrived in Israel yesterday in the pouring rain, a phenomenon that is rare at this time of year. At the last moment before leaving Montreal I managed to throw a raincoat into my already bulging carry-on and it became of use to me on my first day here. Apparently, it has been 25C-30C all week but the temperature dropped just for me to make it easier for me to acclimatize. I managed to take the correct train to Tel Aviv without getting lost and then bought an Israeli bus-train card that you fill up with shekels to travel with. It is a good system. It’s hard to believe that 3 weeks ago I was skiing in -24C and in +15C last weekend.
I am staying at the Maxim Hotel which is where all the volunteers stay so it is easy to make friends here. I am across the road from the beach but the water is rough, cold and uninviting. The manager, came over to me right away and greeted me with an Israeli hug. I stayed here for 2 months last year. I met up with a few friends that I had known last year. People tend to come the same weeks from year to year as it probably fits in with their personal schedules. I went out to dinner with a Dutch friend that I knew from last year. We went out to an Italian style restaurant. As I have said before, if you are in a foreign country and are unsure of the food, you can always find a good Italian restaurant. The restaurants are great here and there is a lot of variety.
Today I went to Carmel market and met up with 2 Spanish ladies for lunch. They have lived in Venezuela, Spain, France, Spanish Morocco and Miami and speak several languages. In spite of what we hear in the news, they say that there is very little antisemitism in Spain except for the government which is left wing and therefore pro-Palestinian. On the other hand antisemitism is very prevalent in Holland except for the government which is right wing and pro-Israel. It is hard to decide which side we should dance with.
There has been isolated rocket fire from Hamas. They always seem to be running out of food, on the verge of a humanitarian crisis and starving because of the ‘genocide.’ They never seem to run out of rockets. The dichotomy is that in spite of their hardships, the population is increasing. The night before I came, the sirens went off in Tel Aviv and people had to rush to a shelter. The Houthis fired a missile at Tel Aviv that had to be taken out by the iron dome. Their missiles are dangerous as they are very big, long range and probably more accurate. I guess that they knew that I was coming and wanted to welcome me here. Last year the Houthis fired missiles, rockets and drones at me while I was in Eilat forcing me to take shelter in a converted sewer pipe. I am beginning to take this
The war ends when 1 side drops their weapons, gets on their knees, puts their hands over their heads and says don’t shoot. That has always been the rule of warfare. Cease fire only means, that the Israelis cease, and they reload and fire. That is what they have been doing for 80 years. We want the hostages home now. I don’t believe that there will be another cease fire until they hand over the hostages and Hamas relinquishes power.
I have lived my entire life in Canada and have never personally, until recently, experienced any act of antisemitism against me. My great grandparents came here and made lives for themselves. My grand parents came here and made lives for themselves. My parents were born here. My father spent 6 years in the Canadian Army fighting for freedom and democracy. Of the 21 young fellows that my father trained with, 9 came home. My father was in a truck as a corporal and had 2 drivers. He lost 4 drivers. I was born here. My children and grandchildren were born here.
The contribution to society by Jewish people can not be compared to any other race or nationality. Michael Dell is Jewish. A number of executives of Apple and Microsoft are Jewish. If the BDS movement wants to desist from Jewish companies, let them stop using computers. Waze is an Israeli GPS. Don’t use it to protest Israel and get lost. Nvidia makes games. Don’t play them. Many medications were developed in Israel. Don’t take them and use natural medicines. The USB is an Israeli invention. Just write on paper and mail letters. Don’t watch Hollywood movies because they are nothing but Jewish propaganda. Jews make up 0.2% of the world population and have received 22% on Nobel prizes. The list is endless. I never thought that I would see what I am witnessing now. What kind of world am I leaving to my children?
If you had told me on October 6 that I would be going to war, I would have thought that you were crazy. On Oct 7, I made the grave decision to go to war. I spent 4 weeks on an IDF base and 4 weeks on an MDA ambulance. I was bombed twice. I treated 100 cases, car accidents, motorcycle accidents, heart attacks, choking, and suicides. I was often 1km from Gaza. I trained 74 years for those 2 months.
People asked me if I was ever afraid. Never! If there is speed or danger, I get exhilarated. I once asked a young girl about the war. She replied, ‘We did not want or ask for the war. We have confidence in our army. We have confidence in ourselves. We are not afraid.’ After 3 weeks in Israel I adopted the same reasoning. Israel stands alone. They will never trust or allow any country to be responsible for their security. If you read my blog you may have noticed that at the beginning, I talked about the Israelis doing this or that. After 3 weeks I changed the noun, ’the Israelis’ to the pronoun “we”.
Will I return to Israel in the near future? That all depends if Hezbollah ‘invites’ me. I myself have decided on a ‘red line’ which if crossed, would force my hand for an immediate return. My finger is on the trigger. My contribution however small it was, was not negligible. I could leave for Israel with 7 days notice.
During the 8 weeks I renewed acquaintances with my 4 cousins and their families, one of whom came to Canada for a visit. It has not been easy for us in the diaspora. Although I have not personally experienced any direct antisemitism, I have observed anti Israel demonstrations on a weekly basis. I recently attended an Oct 7 memorial. There were 1000 students present in front of McGill. It was very sad. There were speeches and everyone sang Hatikva and Jerusalem (Yerushaliam). I also attended a memorial service in Hampstead Park. There were 4000 people present. One lady who had lost her son at the Nova festival spoke. Another young woman from the kibbutz that was attacked also spoke. It was very peaceful. At the same time, there was a pro-Palestinian march from Concordia University to McGill. They broke windows all along Sherbrooke Street. They climbed the Rodrick Gates at McGill, spray painted the buildings and broke windows. Finally the police were called and used tear to disperse the crowd. Good for them! Their old chant was ‘from the river to the sea, Palestine will be free’. Can any of them name, which river and which sea? The latest chant is ‘we don’t want 2 states, we go back to 48’. Do any of them know what was decided by the UN in 47?
I am 75 year of age. I will not live to see the end of this. My children will ask ‘how could you not see this coming?’ My grandchildren will say ‘why did you do nothing to prevent it?’ I have no answer for them.
On a different note, I am on the Canadian National Triathlon Team. I am currently in Torremolinos, Spain to do the World Championship Triathlon, Sprint, Age Group 75-79. You can follow me on the web site. You can also follow me on my blog. gobriantravel.com. I will be in Torremolinos for 1 week. Afterwards, I rented a motorcycle and will tour Andalusia. I will fly to France for the 3rd week to see my medical school buddies. We have been friends for 52 years.
I am in the 4th quarter of my 4th and final quarter of my life. The world is a lousy place. I am glad that I am leaving it soon. Hoping to hear from you.
Brian brianmorrrismd@gmail.com
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All my bags are packed I’m ready to go I’m standin’ here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye But the dawn is breakin’ It’s early morn The taxi’s waitin’ He’s blowin’ his horn Already I’m so lonesome I could die So kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you’ll wait for me Hold me like you’ll never let me go ‘Cause I’m leavin’ on a jet plane Don’t know when I’ll be back again Oh babe, I hate to go
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