Yom Kippur -- 40 Years since the October ’73 War

I was ten years old when the Yom Kippur War suddenly surprised Israel and the world. I remember being in synagogue when we heard the news. I remember my friends and I collecting money (something we usually never do on the holiest day in the Jewish calendar) for Israel – realising that our homeland was in grave and serious peril. I remember my uncle, Ira Teich rushing to the airport with other Israeli reservists – heading directly into battle. I remember a few days later going back to synagogue with my mother, where, in a quiet and empty chapel, she prayed and wept for her brother and the Nation of Israel.

My uncle returned safely to Canada after the war. My mom continues to pray for Israel. And forty years after the war, my family and I (including Ira and Janet’s eldest daughter Sarah) will be going to Synagogue in Israel tonight to celebrate Yom Kippur.