Rishon LeTzion, Israel
She had a Salvador Dalli picture on the wall. A photo of The Face of Mae west.
She wore sandals with an heel. I didn’t concentrated in what she said, so I let my eyes wonder. There was nothing exciting or new for me in what she said.
“How much time do you think it will take?” Ima asked. “Weeks, days, hours?”
“Not weeks.”
She was my Grandfather (Saba) doctor. And what I had to know, I already know from an SMS from Nathan, my littler brother, yesterday.
I had to ask him since no one answer clearly to my question about grampa situation.
– ” Brain Death”.
I think that when they told my he has been hospitalized it was clear what it meant.
He was I hard man. When he took an housekeeping lady he didn’t let her clean his bathroom.
My family used to say that I am similar to him in so many ways. Much more then any other grandsons.
We are not even sure how old was he, his ID says he was 81 but Ima calculations says he was much older.
Aba and I went to visit him in Rosh HaShana (Hebrew new year). Again, the most obvious thing about him was the fact he thought he knows everything. No, we think we know. He just knows and there is no point in arranging. We asked him about trees roots – which ones we should plant in our new house, and won’t break down the floors and the walls. “You can ask people around, people that lives around you” he told us.
He called us in the way home just to say that even they cannot know. Maybe it was because he remembered that our neighbors in our new house are Arabs… :-). That was the last time I talked with him.
In Sukot, a piece of steak was stock in his mouth and he choked. After an our of CPR he was led to hospital in which he died that morning.
Take Care
Gad
Saba
1930 (?) – 17.10.2011