Oh, Ann, it has nothing to do with geography. It is merely a progress of
Gazans in terms of rocketry... Previously their rockets couldn't fly as
far, not they fly twice as far, all the way to Haifa. Though to get to
Haifa they will need to strain themselves a bit.
Thank you for your kind words...
Boris
On 7/13/2014 8:46 PM, Ann Sanfedele wrote:
Boris - I think many people don't know where others on the list actually
live..
Certainly have thought about you - but thought you were someplace that
wasn't in the line of fire - so much for my geography skills.
I don't watch the news anymore - just weather channel -
ann
On 7/13/2014 12:56, Boris Liberman wrote:
Thank you, Bob.
We're having difficult times indeed. All of us, on both sides of this
fence...
I only hope that one day the world will open its eyes and see...
Meanwhile, how to put it, the results are mixed...
I would wish to everyone involved in this conflict to recognize fellow
human beings in the other party. It proves to be increasingly difficult
task.
With great respect!
Boris
On 7/13/2014 4:09 PM, Bob Sullivan wrote:
Boris,
We think of you and your family every day.
We hope for your continued safety.
We imagine you are living like Londoners under 'the blitz.'
I hate the thought of what this must be doing to the girls.
I wish the Palestinians had enough strength and sense to control the
rocket launchers.
Until this happens, I fear that much misery and suffering and death
will be visited upon them.
I have no sympathy for those launching the rockets, hiding behind
their neighbors.
Regards, Bob S.
On Sat, Jul 12, 2014 at 10:49 PM, Boris Liberman <bori...@gmail.com>
wrote:
Hello.
Below is the statement of the fact. It is not my intent to convey any
emotional sub-text whatsoever. Times are approximate, except the very
first
one.
* 5:50 - my alarm clock rings; I swipe it to silence. I decide to
linger in
bed a bit longer.
* 6:00 - Julia wakes up and starts her morning routine
* 6:10 - we hear rocket alarm, I jump out of bed. Julia grabs the
kids and
heads to the stairway of our house. According to rear command, we
have 90
seconds to get to safety. This gives me time to pull on my yesterday's
t-shirt and trousers. We climb down two stories, it seems that
everyone in
our building (4 story, 40 years old) agree that the area between the
first
and second floor is the safest. First floor is one immediately above
the
ground floor. We're alone as no one is awake at this time of day.
* 6:15 - we hear some booms. It is interceptor rockets handy work.
Anat is
counting.
* 6:20 - I suggest we return. Girls start to stand up as they were
sitting
on the floor. We hear another rocket alarm. The girls return to
sitting on
the floor.
* 6:25 - We hear some more booms. Anat keeps her count. The doors
around us
start to open as our neighbors drag themselves out of bed. Few
minutes later
we return home to start our day.
Now comes the emotional part. It's been about a week since this has
started.
Only one list member, blessed be his name, has written to me off the
list.
Frankly, your silence is deafening...
Carry on.
Boris
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