I wrote a long thesis about my theory of weapons in Israel just now – and erased it – maybe it wasn’t a mistake. Maybe I’m just not authoritative enough to speak on this and I don’t have the right to shoot off my mouth. I will just hint at one anecdote about a town up north where after many armed robberies the police raided a nearby village and confiscated all the weapons. The next night the police station was raided and the weapons were stolen. See Mark Twain’s “Innocents Abroad” for the situation a century or two back. I’m going to write about something I know more about.
This may not be a big deal to you but for the drama was great. We’d been out a few times today but the puppy (Charlie) was still suffering from a very sensitive bladder and seemed to pee every time a strange dog passed by our window. So even though it wasn’t time for a walk I took the puppy out to the backyard. Sure enough, the cat who always greets us when we come home, and joins us at home for dinner, was there and was happy to inform the puppy that cats do not play around. At that moment Ezi came home and took Charlie around the block while the Cat (PC) came home with me for dinner. Unfortunately, PC was slower to chew than usual and an overlap threatened. I was forced to take PC’s remaining dinner outside while Charlie came home. It will be a great relief when Charlie’s rightful parents pick him up tonight. He’s a great puppy but we have not created a suitable environment.
Daniel brought me copies of Yerusha/Inheritance today. It took me a few minutes to get over the excitement and realize it is is not only the strange print on the cover that surprised me but that it was right to left – like a Yiddish or Hebrew book.
Our neighborhood got funding a few years ago to do whatever they wanted with the park. So they built a gorgeous little playground, an exercise court, and a dog park. Now a lot of people around have dogs, but most people also have yards, and the gorgeous dog park is totally unused. Except when we get the puppy for the weekend. And then we think we can exhaust him with all the ladders and slides. But his favorite activity is to sit on the picnic table and wait for something to happen. Today a little doggie came in and taught him how to play for a few minutes. But they were on their way to a better dog park a few blocks away, where there were lots of dogs playing and they were all happy and friendly.
While I was chatting away about poetry on Zoom, Ezi was in a Zoom in the other room talking about lymphoma and vaccine immunity and the good news was that vaccine immunity can increase 9-12 months after rituximab. Tonight we celebrated 9 months with Arak and Aperol on the beach.
Meira, who joins us every week, agreed with us that it was getting too cold and windy for comfortable swims. So we had some more drinks. Dinner too.
This is the book I wrote in Yiddish with the encouragement of Daniel Galay and Rivkah Bassman and translated into Hebrew. It sold out and we decided that we’d make the second edition available to a wider audience, so I translated it to English.
It’s a little strange – sometimes it sounds to me in English like I translated it like a Yiddish speaker and sometimes the Yiddish sounds like I’m an English speaker – but the message is very authentic. It always sounds like me.
what makes archeology so fascinating for me? I certainly don’t know how to ‘read’ a site – to say this is Canaanite or maybe that is Philistine. But I guess the links to history, to what is said in the bible or the hieroglyphs make more of an emotional connection, and prove the continuity of life. To conceive the fact that communities existed so long ago, that they lived, created, prayed… it is quite amazing. Whoever these people were, they were my ancestors thousands of years ago.
Some people believe that archeology here is important because it proves the events in the bible, but sometimes it seems to contradict some of the time frames. The details don’t matter too much to me, but they keep the past present. Whether King Solomon was given Gezer as part of his daughter’s dowry by the king of Egypt, or whether the ruler of Gezer fulfilled the request of a letter from the Pharoah and sent 46 pretty girls to him, the ancient city is a living one.