On 22-07-1946, the Etzel (Irgun Tzava’I Le’umi) planted a bomb in the King David Hotel, in Jerusalem. A part of the hotel served at the time as HQ for the British mandate . My grandfather, Samuel Moise Yeshaya (was one of 91 persons who lost their lives in that explosion. They say it was one of the greatest explosions that happened in Israel (then Palestine) to this day.
As years go by, this event has been pushed aside and is not commemorated. Possibly because of the inconvenience it causes certain people and political parties.
This year, again, it was not even mentioned. Those who committed this act of exploding the hotel, are listed as heroes of the war for the independence of Israel. , after a long fight with the authorities, we managed to get recognition.
Absurdly, my grandfather’s name is included in the list of casualties by enemy terrorist actions . Go figure.
I have decided to dedicate a page in my blog to my grandfather, who never lived to see the age of 48. In this page, I wish to present the personal experiences of the family caused by his death, as they were told to me by mother, may she have a good and healthy life.