Has it been three years already? It seems like only yesterday:
In two weeks, the town of Itamar will mark three years since the brutal murder of the Fogel family, a slaying that shocked the nation. In 2011, two teenage Palestinian Arab terrorists entered the town and murdered Ehud and Ruth Fogel and three of their six children.
In the years since the attack, 38 children have been named after Ehud, Ruth, and the murdered children Yoav, Elad and Hadas.
Last week, Ehud Fogel’s bereaved parents, Chaim and Tzila, hosted an emotional gathering in Itamar during which they met 20 of the children named for their slain son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren. They and the children’s parents helped the young children to plant trees in the yard of the Fogel family home.
They planted pomegranates and myrtles (in Hebrew, “Hadas”) in memory of baby Hadas Fogel, the youngest victim of the attack.
It is human nature to try to make sweetness out of the bitterness of existence.
Such bitterness as:
The murder of the Fogels was particularly shocking due to its brutality, the young ages of the victims, and the teenage attackers’ complete lack of remorse.
The young terrorists attacked their victims as they slept, and went back to murder three-month-old baby Hadas. Two children survived after the killers failed to notice them, while a third was out of the home at the time of the slayings.
The terrorists’ families helped cover up the crime, disposing of the murder weapons and bloodstained clothes while the murderers returned to school as if nothing had happened. Relatives of the two killers later joined others from their village in threatening Jews from Itamar by saying, “We will turn you into Fogels.”
We often meet people who ask why Israelis and so-called Palestinians (Arab occupiers of Judea, Samaria, and Gaza) can’t get along. Isn’t there a basic humanity that unites them, unites us all?
I don’t know. You tell me.