August 11, 1957 Sunday Morning 7:20 AM
“I spent the weekend at a hotel on the shores of Lake Kinneret”
The Kinneret is Israel’s harp shaped lake, hence the name “Kinneret” from the Hebrew word “kinor”, meaning “harp”.
My father always loved the Kinneret. During the trip, the group stayed at the hotel, “Ohalo”. Years later my father would bring our family to go swimming and boating in the Kinneret almost every summer. At the end of our trip, we would donate the rubber boat which we had brought from the USA, to Israeli soldiers.
“I saw the Kibbutz Degania yesterday and the destroyed Syrian tanks. This was one of the most remarkable feats of Israel’s army in 1948”
Degania was founded in 1920 and was the first planned kibbutz in Israel.
During the 1948 War of Independence, a column of six Syrian tanks reached Kibbutz Degania. The kibbutz members were farmers equipped with mismatched rifles and possessing no armored vehicles. But it was a victory of the weak over the strong. One version of the battle claims that a young man named Shalom Hochbaum hurled a molotav cocktail under the lead Syrian tank, setting it ablaze, repelling the Syrian assault. To this day, the disabled tank sits at the gate of the kibbutz, and is what my father was referring to in this letter.
“I’m keeping a diary and taking plenty of pictures so all my adventures will be explained when I come home.”
After finding the letters, I looked for the diary and never found it. But I did find many picture of his 1957 trip to Israel.