Friday, January 20, 2006

15 Years Since the First Gulf War

I'm a Gulf War Veteran.

Actually, everyone who was in Israel in January, 1991 is a Gulf War veteran. We were all in the front lines of battle. The battlefield was each and everyone's living room, dining room, bedroom - wherever you had the plastic and tape that created what was known as a "sealed room".

The yeshiva that I learned at had its enrollment cut in half - from 70 to 35 students - before the war even started. But quantity was not the only thing affected. The war also affected the quality of learning for that entire year. If there's anything that will seal Saddam's fate, it will likely be his causing Bitul Torah for thousands of people.

From what I remember, President Bush (41) set a deadline of January 15th to Saddam to get out of Kuwait or face military action. The war started on Jan. 16th (Israel time). The first SCUD missle was launched at Israel on Jan. 17th (Israel time). That first SCUD attack was the scariest night of my life - and I'd venture to say that of many Israelis too. No one knew what to expect. Chemical weapons? Biological weapons? Is it better to have your sealed room in the basement bomb shelter? No, we were told, as the chemicals sink.

We heard the siren go off outside and we ran to the sealed room. Naive little me put on my gas mask, but didn't remove the filter cap because I thought that would make it ineffective. I was having trouble breathing, but everyone else seemed to be OK. I was wondering why. When someone else pointed out to me that the cap was on, I removed it, and I literally breathed a breath of fresh air. B"H.

We started saying Tehillim. As the bumper sticker said in a play-on-words "Tehillim Neged Tillim" - Psalms to counteract missiles. We also were glued to the radio. The soothing voice of Nahman Shai would tell us how long to stay in the sealed room and for which area of Israel. That first night seemed like forever.

The next sirens (if I remember correctly) happened on Shabbat - at 3:00 AM and at 5:00 AM. Heteirim were given to leave the radio on over Shabbat because of Pikuah Nefesh. Our Beit Midrash was unusable because part of it was sealed off so we had to use the dining room as a make-shift Beit Midrash. At Shaharit on Shabbat morning, some students were so tired from the previous night's experience that they prayed in pajamas.

As the war went on, and the sirens continued, some students in the Yeshiva grew increasingly lax in their sealed-room rituals. First, they started taking off their gas masks before the all-clear was given. Then, they started not putting on their gas masks at all. It even got to a point that they didn't even go into sealed rooms when hearing the siren - even those that were outside just continued walking. It seemed clear to some at that point that no chemical or biological weapons would be used. I wasn't one of those people.

In all, 39 SCUD missles were launched at Israel. Through open miracles from Hashem, only 1 fatality was caused by a direct hit, despite the considerable damage.

The war finally ended around Purim, 5751. The Saddam - Haman comparisons were endless, and it was one of the most joyous Purims that I remember.

And so, I am a Gulf War veteran.

I can't believe that it's been 15 years.

3 Comments:

At Fri Jan 20, 05:49:00 AM 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was in Kibutz Ramat Ha Kovesh during the war(in between Kfar Saba and Tira) right on the edge of several sections the country was being devided up in - aleph, beth, gimmel and so one - nobody knew for sure wich section we were in. As a result we stayed in the cheder atums for the longest time because it was better to be safe than be sorry. Didn't matter if scuds fell short and 'west bank' was being hit or if the missiles struck Tel Aviv although just as you write also after a while most people didn't bother that much anymore. The end result was lack of sleep more then anything else.
I noticed that when a patriot was being launched - what a noise - a few days later much needed rain started to fall. People did't understand what I was talking about and said i was grazy but later the Chief Rabbi declared that it could not be denied that when a patriot was being launched this is what happend. So, manny hard but important lessons can be learned in a situation like that.
I can go on and on about this war experience for a long time but I will not.
It was a miracle !
It didn't only bring rain as a side effect but also stopped the flow of Russian immigrants for a while wich was important because the absorption system was overstretched.
It united the country, it showed the world a miracle or two.
The world felt sympathy for Israel.
It was the begining of the end for Saddam.
I will never forget it and it will probably be the greatest merit I will have on the day of my trial in Heaven.
"So you was there Vincent Meijer together with my people in their hour of need, confident as you were in protection by the Lord" it will be heard on that day.
But dangers go on, we live now !
There were other - more real - wars. Real heroes and real victims. How much more suffering, Mosiach now, bevokasha !

 
At Mon Aug 31, 12:59:00 PM 2009, Blogger Neil Harris said...

It was a great Purim.

 
At Sat Jan 15, 12:00:00 PM 2011, Blogger rsm said...

i was also in israel then, with my parents. we fled to cyprus for 3 months. this weekend's haaretz mussaf was dedicated to articles about the gulf war and its meaning today. worth reading. shavua tov.

 

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