Six-Day War>Recollections

Remembering Shavuot [1] 1967 “I remember when I first went to the Kotel [2], that

It was a pleasant, clear morning. The sort of morning when a man gets up

“We ran there, a group of panting soldiers, lost on the plaza of the Temple

By the end of May, ordinary life – as we had known it in the

In May 1967 I was working in Haifa as an au pair, looking after three

Children played their part in keeping everyday life going during the emergency. When the postmen

Rona Hart had been in Israel for only a few weeks when war-clouds started to gather.

In the early morning hours of Monday, June 5, 1967, the sun was already heating

The battle started. All my friends were being shot. My commander was shot. A shell