by Yigal Segal
Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2001
My wife and I did something for the first time tonight - we went to the funeral of a terror victim. It was Rivki's idea - she felt that we should go to show our support for the family and give kavod (honor) to the deceased. She also said that hopefully, it would be our last chance to do it.
His name was Danny Yehudah and he was 35, married with 3 little kids and he lived in a place called Chomesh, near Shavei Shomron. We got there early and were standing quietly waiting for the funeral to start. It was taking place outside the office of the Prime Minister. I was very apprehensive about the crowd reaction - the people who came first were extremely vocal and if Sharon would have shown up, it would have turned into a political rally denouncing the government instead of a funeral.
Before the ambulance drove up with the deceased, Ruby Rivlin, the Minister of Communication, came out of the building and made his way into the crowd. He is a right wing member of Knesset but to his credit, did not use the opportunity to make any major political statements. He came right into the middle of the crowd and stood quietly as people shouted their frustration at him - another innocent Jew had lost his life at the hands of terrorists. It was an eerie scene - a lot of shouting yet a lot of crying by friends and family. Still the body had not arrived.
All of a sudden, a tall Israeli with red hair cried out - "This is a funeral - we must say Tehillim (Psalms) to G-d in the merit of the victim." He began to shout out sentences of Psalms and many of us joined him. It became a kind of contest - some people yelling at the Knesset member and some yelling to G-d. It represented to me a basic question that we all can ask ourselves - when we have problems or difficulties, who do we turn to first?
The body arrived in an ambulance - another ambulance brought the family. Rivki and I stood near Danny's wife who was inconsolable - the crowd moved towards the family to show support while many were still yelling at Rivlin. The first we heard of another Jew being killed this evening came from another relative of Danny's who said "Tell them someone else was murdered". Sadly, Rivki's hope that this would be our last opportunity to come to a funeral like this did not come to fruition. The family cried out to Rivlin to please put an end to the violence and he wisely stood quietly.
The crowd was asked to come close to the podium and Limor Livnat, Minister of Education began to speak. There was a lot of booing during her words and it was beginning to look like the politics of the moment would overwhelm the mourning of the deceased. Then, Rabbi Eliezer Melamed, a Rabbi from the Shomron area, began speaking and after someone asked for quiet in consideration of the deceased, there was not a sound as he delivered a beautiful eulogy. He spoke about how this man had considered moving out of Chomesh because of the situation but stayed and had just completed an addition on his house this week. He told us that he had been shot at last Thursday and by a miracle was saved. He spoke about the man as a husband and father who loved his family and as he spoke, the politics faded and the victim came into focus while tears ran down the faces of the crowd.
After 2 more speeches laced with pleas to Sharon to end the cease fire and protect Israel's citizens, the funeral procession began. And this my friends is why I am writing this letter.
Some of you know that I have dedicated my life to try and bring Jews together. To educate those who don't know about the beauty of our religion and to try and build bridges to Jews of all walks of life. As we started walking up the street to escort Danny Yehuda to his final resting place, I looked around. I saw a few men with long black coats and beards and payos (curls), some with knitted yarmulkes, some with head coverings that were obviously seldom used, and some with no covering at all walking solemnly next to the ambulance bearing the body. I saw ladies with wigs and long skirts, with kerchiefs covering their hair, with no head covering and wearing pants. I saw Ethiopians and Russians, Americans and Sabras, walking together in silent respect for Danny Yehuda, their brother. I couldn't help but feel a sense of intense pride that yes, we the Jewish people can still find common ground together.
Yet, I instantly realized what the price had been for such unity. I thought how great it would be if we all could get together again and walk together for a different type of occasion - something happy and joyous instead of a tragic procession. I realized it is possible to achieve this goal and silently renewed my personal pledge to bring it to fruition. Now we were crying but hopefully sometime soon we would be laughing together.
Whether Danny Yehuda kept Shabbat or ate Kosher food, I can't tell you. What I do know is he died because he was a Jew living in Israel. Ultimately, the people who killed him didn't care what his level of observance was when they attacked him this morning.
Rivki and I feel very fortunate that we were able to be part of this group of people this evening. These are people who are bound by two things - the fact that we are Jews and that we live in Israel. We felt a tremendous commitment voiced by the people from Chomesh to remain in their homes and continue to help it grow and develop. Although it was a tragedy that brought us together, this is a feeling that we both want to keep with us as we prepare to return to the States next month.
Thank you for letting me share it with you. May Danny Yehuda rest in peace- Yhi Zichro Baruch.
Yigal Segal, Jerusalem
|Your 'dream' is the true reality; our present exile is contradictory and irrational as only a dream/nightmare can be. We should all work together to make the real experience happen. |
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|From pogroms and the holocaust to the promise of Zion restored, history has cruelly repeated itself for Danny. He was murdered simply because he was a Jew, and for no other reason. Our enemies call this a political event, allowing our supporters to tolerate it and our enemies to glorify it. We live in a sea of hostility.
So in the end, all that matters is what we as Jews do and not what the rest of the world thinks. What you did, to join in the funeral, bury the dead, and comfort the family, and to do it in the context of a community, is certainly a great honor and a mitzvah. Now for the difficult part: to fight and protect ourselves, yet not become cruel; to be effective yet fair; to achieve the balance stated so well by Hillel. If we persist in this way, we will, we must prevail in the end.
- A. H. -0/7-/2001
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|You are completely correct. We, as Jews, must stand together, no matter how much our backrounds differ. We will stand together one day in the times of Machiach, all together, as one to serve G-d, with no bullets, bombs, nor tanks to fight off our oppressors. Rather, we shall have the Torah, and as one we shall have peace |
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|Thanks! I felt a similar emotion in the Baltimore community's recent day of tefillah and solidarity march. |
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