Jerusalem — How is it possible to eulogize a vibrant, joyful young man whose life has been tragically, sadistically cut short by monsters? In my case, by reflecting on an inanimate object he once owned that exemplified the complete Israeli life — and that just happened to profoundly affect the course of my own.
Hersh Goldberg-Polin, of blessed memory, an American-Israeli, was at the Nova music festival on October 7 when he was gravely wounded and then abducted into Gaza by Hamas terrorists. Last weekend came the dreaded news that his captors had savagely murdered him and five other hostages, their bodies found by the Israel Defense Forces in a tunnel. Hersh’s extraordinary parents, Rachel and Jon, whom my wife and I have had the privilege of calling friends for more than 25 years, had campaigned tirelessly for the release of their son and all the hostages. Though they were not to see their son again, their astonishing efforts will never be forgotten.
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