"I knew this was gonna happen," she said. "It always does on JERUSALEM DAY !"
7 hour difference between here and there.
Her son Aton and his wife are okay.
Last saw them at Bobby's funeral at Levine's.
Her son Noam will be over later.
"What a crazy world this is," was all I could think of to say.
Am eating my potato soup with rice and a couple of Compari tomatoes and Cabot Cheese for protein.
5770 miles away.
Dreadfully boring.
Today, on Garbage Eve I schlepped out a TALL BAG filled with junk.
My arm was killing me.
But not as much as if it were shot off like in Gaza.
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