There are two sisters that go everywhere together. Today I sat and spoke to them.
They both moved to Israel (then Palestine) when one was 11 and the other 13. They moved directly to Jerusalem, and have been here ever since. It turns out that one helped start the first Bank Discount in Jerusalem, and the other was a translator for the Queen of England (she even got to vist the Queen). They also told me about standing guard every night while they were part of the Hagana, and how it was to live in Mekor Chaim while they were being shot at from four directions. One told me that she put the baby carriage with her daughter under the window so the bullets would cascade over it, instead of through it.
After posting this one Facebook, a friend posted a picture of them sitting on a bench. They are known to sit outside of the nursing home when it is nice outside.
Following his post someone posted a video he took of interviewing them.
In our conversation today they said “we really lived history.”
Who will be by your side when you are in your late 90’s? What will our stories be?