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April 01, 2009

Yom HaZikaron - Israeli Memorial Day

This article is posted by participants of the May 11, 2005 BlogBurst to commemorate Israeli Memorial Day.

In a previous BlogBurst marking the 60th anniversary of the liberation of the Auschwitz death camp, I shared my experience of being at the Auschwitz death camp in 1998 on the March of the Living, a two week trip (one week in Poland, one week in Israel). A week after I visited places like Auschwitz, Majdanek, and Treblinka, we landed in Israel. During the week in Israel, I got to experience Yom Hazikaron, Israeli Memorial Day. In the journal I kept, I wrote the following short reflection.

The following is a transcription from my written journal. Text appearing between brackets [like this] was written weeks later to supplement my journal with additional experiences and recollection I had left out from my written journal.
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APRIL 28, 1998 TUESDAY-

We participated in the memorial service at the Golani Brigade Memorial [for Yom Hazikaron]. The siren went off and everything. It was very interesting, though some cars didn’t stop. [The memorial service was different from any other memorial service I’ve ever seen. It’s not like in the United States where in most cases, Memorial Day doesn’t mean much for anyone. Here, everyone knows someone who died in a war. It’s a different feeling here. Stores aren’t open, and people actually mourn.]

Tomorrow, I will participate in a BlogBurst for Yom Ha'atzmaut, Israeli Independence Day. I will post my journal entry for that day for tomorrow's BlogBurst.

Posted by Aaron at April 1, 2009 12:00 AM

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Comments

Good to hear of others in other countries observing a day for their fallen soldiers.

It's too bad that Memorial Day for many in the U.S., if not most, is a day for beer drinking and BBQs....and a day off from work, nothing more.

Generally, I march in a parade with my American Legion post and assist in the raising of the flag of someone's fallen relative. Also...I assist those at the National Cemetary at Camp Edwards by helping them place flags at all of the gravestones there.

No BBQ, no beer, no singing....just personal remembrance.

Posted by Sarge [TypeKey Profile Page] at May 11, 2005 08:57 AM