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strong enough to hold his weight. We gathered table clothes, ropes, belts and clothing. We knotted
and tied all these together to make it long enough to wrap Len and also around dad and a few other
helpful strangers who became an anchor whilst Len abseiled down the smooth walls of the pit.
Luckily Billy was only small so Len could tuck him safely under his shirt. Len and Billy were
pulled up to safety. Billy had all but a scuffed chin, Len had not yet earned his ‘red beret’ or his
‘wings’ as a paratrooper in the army but in everyone’s minds he was the true hero that day and
earned his ‘honorary badge.’
Another Short Animal Story
In our book we have included two stories about two of my grandchildren: Mor, whose parents
are Martin and Paulette, and Guy, whose parents are Ray and Dorit. So, it seems only fair to
include a story about one of Lenny and Karen's children and I have chosen one about Samantha.
Lenny and Karen lived in Tel Aviv with their children Jonathan and Samantha (Kelly was not
born yet) and Gerry and I lived in Be'er Sheva. They would visit us for a weekend quite often and
when Samantha was about three and Jonathan was four, one glorious spring day in February or
March, we took a short drive to see the glorious array of colourful spring flowers which grow
wild in fields and between rocks and at the side of the roads.
The children were racing about, climbing over the rocks and enjoying the freedom of the open
space and Lily, their large, black, Labrador dog was very busily engaged in absorbing all the
new smells amongst the grass, the flowers and the rocks .
After a short walk around the area, we sat around eating the picnic we had brought with us and ,
as usual, commenting on how the food always tasted better when eaten outside in the fresh air.
Th children ran off again to explore more places that looked interesting and adventurous. As the
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