…d stop at the post office in Tel Aviv to pick up letters and packages for the rest of the kibbutz — including Ya’akov Margalit’s love letters to my mother. That was how my parents’ friendship began, how a friendly hello led to shared conver...
his twentieth birthday. Jacob did still insist on helping financially, which
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