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…e next morning. I opened the door to the hospital room and saw Nava, obviously tired but beaming, cradling our daughter Michal in her arms. I managed to stay with them for several days before returning to the Sinai. With Nava and Michal soon settled back into our apartment in the...

it was hard to leave our mini-kibbutz in Palo Alto. Michal

…e next morning. I opened the door to the hospital room and saw Nava, obviously tired but beaming, cradling our daughter Michal in her arms. I managed to stay with them for several days before returning to the Sinai. With Nava and Michal soon settled back into our apartment in th...

cradling our daughter Michal in her arms.

and little Michal. I felt the need to hear their voices. I

…e next morning. I opened the door to the hospital room and saw Nava, obviously tired but beaming, cradling our daughter Michal in her arms. I managed to stay with them for several days before returning to the Sinai. With Nava and Michal soon settled back into our apartment in th...

…her. In early August 1973, Nava and I joined my parents and hers on a sunny afternoon in Mishmar Hasharon to celebrate Michal’s third birthday and say goodbye. We were heading to Palo Alto, California, with every expectation of two years of intellectual stimulation, new friends,...

…as going to be a very close election. I had worried for some time we might lose. That was why Nava and I had persuaded Michal, our eldest daughter, to bring forward her wedding. She was marrying her teenage boyfriend, a wonderful young man named Ziv Lotenberg. They had originall...

…I get to New York.” “Major” would turn out to be, if anything, an understatement. Yet all I knew, as I kissed Nava and Michal goodbye and got a cab to San Francisco airport, was that Israel was again at war. By the time I joined the swarm of Israelis around the El Al desk at Ken...

…rom my parents, which she was seasoned enough as an army wife to treat with skepticism. I missed her badly, and little Michal. I felt the need to hear their voices. I drove to one of the brigade communications units. There was a long line in front of the radio telephone. But wit...

… I figured that whoever was making the decision had come to the same conclusion. I was on a weekend away with Nava and Michal in the Red Sea resort of Eilat when things suddenly began to move. At around noon on Saturday, I got a call from Talik’s deputy in the kirya. “Ehud,” he...

…rcise five or six miles from our base. As she was on her way to the hospital, I grabbed my car and headed north. Unlike Michal’s birth, this one was not easy. When the baby emerged, she was struggling to breathe. The immediate danger passed, but she was placed in an incubator. Wh...

…realms federal authorities responded to widespread failures by state law enforcement and justice systems. See generally Michal R. Belknap, Federal Law and Southern Order: Racial Violence and Constitutional Conflict in the Post-Brown South 154-58 (1987) (highlighting the federal r...

…the self-styled Islamic State, would build a terrorist death cult around it. Nava and I, with three-year-old Yael, and Michal just turning seven, left for California in the late summer of 1977. The two years that followed were uplifting and reinvigorating — not just because of S...

…rom my parents, which she was seasoned enough as an army wife to treat with skepticism. I missed her badly, and little Michal. I felt the need to hear their voices. I drove to one of the brigade communications units. There was a long line in front of the radio telephone. But wit...