My visits to see my family in Israel are always exciting. Our children did not come and that makes me a bit sad. There's something about the younger generation connecting that makes these visits so special. I have found that each person who comes to Israel has his or her own feelings about the country, but I have another level of connection and pride. My family was part of the "new" settlement of Israel. Before 1921, my father's uncle Yakov Webman, came to Israel from Poland to help establish an agrarian community. No one knew how to farm and the land was unforgiving. But they were determined to work the land and create a home. They had a dream to create a moshav - a community with a central area for community activities and around this central area farmland, the same amount allotted to each family. Each family lives on his own, unlike a kibbitz. The name of the community was called Nahalal and is still there today, along with my family. My relatives live in Tel Aviv, Haifa, and basically all over Israel. They are young and old and many. So I begin in TelAviv and will try to keep up with this whirlwind trip.
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