Post 360: I.Keyson P.O.Box 55860, Haifa 34987 Telephone 9724-8258752; FAX 9724-8257829;

J. Tillman 10/A Hanassi Ave., Haifa 34645 Telephone: 9724-8334658

E-Mail Haifa: keyson@netvision.net.il (Amateur Radio Station 4Z1IC)

Post 540: Bob & Benita Smallman Netanya :E-mail benbob@netvision.net.il

Address 36 Haavoda, Zichron Yacov 30900 Telephone 9726-6399603

Meeting: -at-11: 30-Wednesday October 6, at the Burger Ranch

HEADQUARTERS STAFF Post 360

Commander and Post Service Officer Julius J. Tillman (Our great leader) 04-8334658

1st Vice Commander Edward Cogan (Board of Governors -Gag and HET theater group) 04-8251711

1^st Jr. Vice Commander Sani Blasbalg (awaiting his turn) 04-8718522

2^nd. Vice Commander Abe Kenney 04-8233471

Adjutant Gerald Katz (greatest letter writer)

04-8386354

Quartermaster and Judge Advocate Paul Rosenblatt (watcher of the funds pay your dues) 04-8251578

Chaplain (tells us the good word)

Liaison Officer Joseph Roitman (liaison with Russian JWV organizations) 04-8522103

Officer of the Day Ben Benson (keeps order)

04-8386270

Medical Advisor Dr. Irving Bronsky (keep well)

Editor and Chief of Staff Irwin Keyson

(tireless publisher) 04-8258752

Gad Hilb Trustee 04-8243765

Dr. Samuel M. Kalman Trustee 03-6054006

Benita Smallman President JWVA 06-6399603

Stenia Wrocawsky-Kalman 1st Vice President JWVA

03-6054006

Sara Tillman Secretary JWVA 8334658

Gila Shapiro Treasurer JWVA 06-6572354

Fax: 06-6454164 cellular : 052-845460
 
 
 
 
 
 

HEADQUARTERS STAFF Post 540

Commander Bob Smallman (Longest reigning commander in the country) 06-6399603

Adjutant Jack Perkal (Great voice of Post 540) 09-8331062;Quartermaster Anna Helbon (Our great organizer) 09-8340648; Ray Perkal; Eunice Weiner; Dov Breskin

MESSAGE FROM THE COMMANDER

1. We want to thank our boosters who have contributed to Post 360: Gene Kauder and Stanley at: Penny Whitman Post 300, Flagler-Palm Coast, FL. Thanks to JWV Post 64 of Las Vegas and our members Gus and Naomi Greenberg for their contribution. Thanks to Rachel Gibson for the contribution to the Bob Gibson fund. And very special thanks to Post 180 for their significant contribution to the Gag.
2. The photo of J. Tillman and Gen. Gavish in The Veteran is actually not them at all.
3. Tamar Elroy, Post 360 JWVA, is the Secretary to the Gen. Manager of the, just built, Holiday Inn Hotel in Haifa Tamar welcomes you. You can contact her at the hotel 111 Yafe Nof St., Haifa or POB 6123, Haifa 31061, Tel. 04-8350801, Fax 04-8350836

5) Appreciation: for Ed Cogan, Paul Rosenblatt, Jerry Katz, Sani Blasbalg, Abe Kenney, and Irwin Keyson. Your jobs as staff members of Post 360 have been unparalleled compared to members in equal assignments. You have created a spirit among the JWV members of Posts 360 and 540 that will be long lasting. That is: a spirit that develops efficiency and morale which is a prime element in well established organizations. You have all accomplished a job well done.

APPY NEW YEAR TO ALL .With Yom Kippur, our day of atonement behind us, I reflected on the past few years and one question became "trontlets between my eyes," WHERE WAS ZIONISM, AS PREACHED AND PRACTICED BY HERZL, JABOTINSKY AND OUR OTHER HONORED ZIONIST LEADERS WHO FOUNDED THIS COUNTRY ? WAS ISRAEL THE NATIONAL HOMELAND FOR ALL JEWS THROUGHOUT THE WORLD AND WORTH THE SACRIFICES AND HARDSHIPS NECESSARY FOR IT TO SUCCEED?

Personally I must answer: IT IS BEING BURIED THROUGH THE LACK OF DEDICATION TO THOSE ZIONIST IDEALS AND WHITEWASHED THROUGH NATIONAL GREED AND THE ALLURE OF AN UNREALISTIC VISION OF THE WORLD, NOT AS IT REALLY IS, BUT HOW WE WOULD LIKE IT TO BE.

WE HAVE FOUGHT AND WON FIVE WARS AND LEARNED EXACTLY NOTHING. WE HAVE LOST FIVE PEACES (THE SINAI, YAMIT, PARTS OF JUDEA AND SAMARIA, ETC.). WHERE DOES THE FAULT LAY? PEOPLE GET THE TYPE OF GOVERNMENT THEY VOTE FOR AND DESERVE. OUR LEADERS(?) AND POLITICIANS ARE SO CAUGHT UP IN BETTERING THEMSELVES FINANCIALLY AT PUBLIC EXPENSE, THEY FORGET WHY THE STATE OF ISRAEL EXISTS. PRINCIPALS ARE IGNORED, ESPECIALLY IF THE PRICE IS RIGHT. IT IS A DISEASE THAT AFFECTS ALL SPECTRUMS AND LEVELS OF GOVERNMENT, BOTH LEFT, RIGHT AND CENTER.

WHOSE FAULT? It is ours, we voted them with the mandate to help themselves. The land of Israel is up for sale (if the price is right and we get our share.). THERE ARE NONE S0 BLIND WHO WILL NOT SEE.

1S PEACE AT ANY PRICE, REALLY PEACE OR ONLY A PAUSE TO PREPARE THE NEXT BATTLE? CAN WE AFFORD TO WIN ANOTHER BATTLE AND LOSE ANOTHER PEACE? WILL WE ONCE AGAIN HAVE TO PRAY "NEXT YEAR IN JERUSALEM?" I PRAY NOT.

I AM PROUD TO BE A ZIONIST AND A VETERAN OF ISRAEL AND AMERICA.

FRIEDA’S CORNER

By: Frieda Melnick, Member of

Kew Forest/Woodside/Loitz, Auxilary #250

Editor: Frieda intended this poem for Veterans’ Day in November. We are ahead of schedule.

WORLD WAR II

When the war came it escalated quickly

there was no time to sort the blame

from the north, west, east and south

right from training camp they came

to walk toward the ramps on ships

en route to a country with a foreign name.

One by one many fell on the battle scarred

grounds — fell too on ships at sea and

downed in planes sweeping across the skies

all victims of an evil enemy.

World War II touched homes too quickly

and for me became a grim reality, taking

the life of the first young man who had

meant so much to so me.

Being very brave but too young, he added

a few years to his age. After joining

the troops up front — too soon he

passed into history.

My brother Jules saw his best friend

fall in battle, at his side on their

naval ship out at sea. Jules came home from

the Pacific with many a dark memory.

Today tears are shed for more than one

veteran at Arlington cemetery , for we

shall never forget their ultimate

sacrifices, so that we can remain free.

World war II was very long and sad indeed

in the every day life of all the brave

men and women who passed into history.

Frieda’s Book of Selected Poems (copyright) is now available. This hardcover book includes more than 65 pages and contains several color photos. Send $35 to Frieda Melnick at 123-60, 83^rd Ave., Penthouse L, Kew Gardens, N.Y. 11415-3452.

USO GIFT SHOP

Barbara Einstein (JWVA Member) is in charge of the Gift Shop. The USO Gift Shop is open from 12 noon until 10pm when a ship is in port. Information about the shop may be obtained from Barbara at Telefax 04-8371278, also: razshiv@inter.net.il

A Letter to the World from Jerusalem

Editors note: [The Judean Voice Shevat 5758 Feb. 1998. Stanley Goldfoot [author of this article] was a member of the Stern Gang (‘Lehi’), and presently resides in Jerusalem. The story was written over 30 years ago. It is as topical today as it ever was.

am not a creature from another planet, as you seem to believe. I am a Jerusalemite - like yourselves, a man of flesh and blood. I am a citizen of a city, an integral part of my people.

I have a few things to get off my chest. Because I am not a diplomat, I do not have to mince words. I do not have to please you, or even persuade you. I owe you nothing. You did not build this city; you do not live in it; you did not defend it when they came to destroy it. And we will be damned if we let you take it away.

There was a Jerusalem before there was a New York. When Berlin, Moscow, London and Paris were just forest and swamp, there was a thriving Jerusalem community here. It gave something to the world which you nations have rejected ever since you established yourselves - a human moral code.

Here the prophets walked, their words flashed like forked lightning. Here a people wanted nothing more than to be left alone, fought off waves of heathen would-be conquerors, bled and died on the battlements, hurled themselves into the flames of their burning temple rather than surrender; and when finally overwhelmed by sheer numbers and led away into captivity, swore —

[.*-:&9* +(,:! .!] that before they forgot Jerusalem, they would see their tongues cleave to their palates, their right arm whither.

For two pain filled millennia, while we were your unwelcome guests, we prayed daily to return to this city. Three times a day we petitioned the Almighty: "Gather us from the four corners of the world, bring us upright to our land; return in mercy to Jerusalem, Thy city, and dwell in it as Thou promised."

On every Yom Kippur and Passover we fervently voiced the hope that next year would find us in Jerusalem. Your inquisitions, pogroms, expulsions, the ghettos into which you jammed us; your forced baptisms, your quota systems, your genteel anti-Semitism, and the final unspeakable horror, the holocaust (and worse, your terrifying disinterest in it) — all these have not broken us. They may have sapped what little moral strength you still possessed, but they forged us into steel. Do you think you can break us now, after all we have been through? Do you really believe that after Dachau and Auschwitz we are frightened by your threats of blockades and sanctions? We have been to Hell and back— a Hell of your making. What more could you possibly have in your arsenal that could scare us?

I have watched this city bombarded by nations calling themselves civilized. In 1948, while you looked on apathetically, I saw women and children blown to smithereens, this after we had agreed to your request to internationalize the city. It was a deadly combination that did the job: British officers, Arab gunners and American-made cannon.

And then the savage sacking of the Old City: the willful slaughter, the wanton destruction of every synagogue and religious school; the desecration of Jewish cemeteries; the sale by a ghoulish government of tomb stones for building materials, for poultry runs, army camps — even latrines.

And you never said a word. You never breathed the slightest protest when the Jordanians shut off the holiest of our holy places, the Western Wall in violation of the pledges that they had made after the war — a war they waged, incidentally, against a decision of the UN. Not a murmur came from you whenever the legionnaires in their spiked helmets casually opened fire upon our citizens from behind the walls.

Your hearts bled when Berlin came under siege. You rushed your airlift "to save the gallant Berliners." But did not send one ounce of food when Jews starved in besieged Jerusalem. You thundered against the wall which the East Germans ran through the middle of the German capital - but not one peep out of you about the other wall, the one that tore through the heart of Jerusalem.

And when the same thing happened 20 years later, and the Arabs unleashed a savage, unprovoked bombardment of the Holy City again, did any of you do anything? The only time you came to life was when the city was at last re-united. Then you wrung your hands and spoke loftily of "justice" and the need for the "Christian" quality of turning the other cheek.

The truth is — and you know it deep inside your gut — you would prefer the city to be destroyed rather than have it governed by Jews. No matter how diplomatically you phrase it, the age old prejudices seep out of every word.

If our return to the city has tied your theology in knots, perhaps you had better re-examine your catechisms. After what we have been through, we are not going to accommodate ourselves to

the twisted idea that we are going to suffer eternal homelessness until we accept your savior.

For the first time since the year 70 there is now complete religious freedom for all in Jerusalem. For the first time since the Romans put the torch to the Temple everyone has equal rights. (You preferred to have some more equal than others). We loathe the sword — but it was you who forced us to take it up. We crave peace — but we are not going to the peace of 1948 as you would like us to.

We are at home. It has a lovely sound for a nation you have willed to wander over the face of the globe. We are not leaving. We have redeemed the pledge made by our forefathers: Jerusalem is being rebuilt. "Next year — and the year after, and after, and after, until the end of time — in Jerusalem!"

Bob Mannheimer October 6

Annette Fishman October 24

Nat Caspi October 4

Sani Blasbalg October 21

Bridge to Hawaii: A man was walking along a California beach and stumbled across an old lamp. He picked it up and rubbed it and out popped a genie. The genie said, "You only get one wish!" The man sat and thought about it for awhile and said, "I've always wanted to go to Hawaii, but I’m scared to fly and I get very seasick. Could you build me a bridge to Hawaii so I can drive over there to visit?" The genie laughed and said, "That’s impossible. Think of the logistics of that! How would the supports ever reach the bottom of the Pacific? Think of how much concrete ... how much steel! No, think of another wish" The man said OK, and tried to think of a really good wish. Finally, he said, "I’ve been married and divorced four times. My wives always said that I don’t care and that I’m insensitive. So, I wish that I could understand women, know how they feel inside and what they’re thinking when they give me the silent treatment, know why they’re crying, know what they really want when they say "nothing," know how to make them truly happy."

The genie said, "You want that bridge two lanes or four?"