July 23 Night
— Touring southern Israel
— Private transportation: Old cars and Vespa Scooters
— The building of Hadassah Hospital Ein Kerem
— Visiting Hadassah vocational schools in Jerusalem
— Meeting NAHAL (pre-army) boys at Shoresh Pool in Judean Hills
— Passing the “Ma’abarot” (makeshift refugee centers)
Jewish immigrants from Arab countries living in the “Ma’abarot” (refugee centers) during the 1950’s
July 23, 1957 – Night
Dear Mom, Dad and Alan,
On the way back from the great crates we viewed the other side of Beer Sheva. One thing really attracted me in Jerusalem. All the cars were very old. The buses are now manufactured in Israel. The contrast was that in the Negev where the Mountains are huge, and the roads had many large industrial tractors and machinery in use. Where the roads are level old trucks are used. However the most popular type of transportation is the light motorcycle and motor scooter which is Israeli produced and called a Vespar. It gets about 100 miles to a gallon & 2 seats. We returned to Jerusalem at about 2 and I went to sleep.
Today I got up & walked though Jerusalem on a Hadassah tour. I saw the Hospitals including the new medical center and the existing vocational High Schools. The type of construction is similar to that on Cropsey Avenue and Bay Parkway without any steel. Of course I can converse with anyone and had long talks with many children. The trades like electricians, machinist etc. or else want to go to a farm and join the army. What a contrast to the parents who like to tend shop and in general look hopeless. The kids speak Hebrew and confident and physically very strong also very friendly.
In the afternoon we went to a beautiful swimming pool in the Judean Hills. There was a large group of kids of NAHAL (something like a pre training course of the army) I spoke with them. They came from about ten countries in the last five years. Now they also are learning to become an asset to the nation.
On returning we passed through the farms and village of Kastel which changed hands seven times in 1948. It must have been murder to take. Nearby was a huge cement plant and a huge granite quarry from which pieces of granite as big as trucks were being removed and turned into bricks by cutting. It was very interesting.
We then passed a Maaraba which houses new refugees. I’m sorry to say that once again as in 48 there just aren’t enough homes to accommodate the flood from all over the world. Well that’s all for now except that I wish we were all together. Alan don’t worry if the Arabs would start they would get a welcome I didn’t believe could exist. The Jews could wipe them right off the map.
Your Loving Son,
Bob
