We have begun today to speak about hunger in Gaza.  Until now we believed it was just another tactic Hamas has been using to sway public opinion, but even if it is one of their tactics, we can’t be a party to permit hunger.   After all, people like me are products of the Holocaust, and although I inherited from my mother, my children have inherited from me.  When my son was finishing up high school with the usual trip to Sinai and I was driving him to the bus, he suddenly voiced qualms.  “I’m having separation anxiety from the refrigerator,” he exclaimed.  I’m going hiking tomorrow and my knapsack is already filled with sandwiches, cookies, coffee – much more than I can carry.

 How can I not make every effort to help promote aid to Gaza?