This morning I volunteered at Har Herzl, where all of the soldiers and top politicians are buried.  We were there from 9-11, and were told that over 200,000 people come through the gates in just those two opening hours for Israel’s memorial day.  11 am was when the siren sounded, commencing the massive ceremony.  we did not even try to enter the ceremony due to how many people had an actual reason to be there.  the prime minister was present, as well as the president I assume.  we handed out flowers and water, and helped families as they sat by the grave of their relative or friend. 

I connected with one person in particular, the father of Michael Levin, the only American to be killed in the 2nd Lebanon War.  Because of his story, his grave site was easily the most packed.  After a long eye contact with the father, during which he knew i was expressing gratitude, i went up to hand both parents a bouquet of flowers, for which they were very grateful even though they had stock piled flowers upon flowers from all of the visitors.

move ahead to 8 pm, Yom Ha’Zikaron turns into Yom Ha’Atsmaut, independence day. the festivities cover the city, with performances and carnival like booths.  flags are everywhere. barbecue tomorrow, very excited.