Small Tastings of Torah, Judaism and Spirituality from Rav Binny Freedman – Portion of Lech Lecha
Somehow, the computers or the staff making such decisions had really fouled this one up; how could anyone have thought this fellow was suited to be a gunner?
His name was Shachar, which means ‘the dawn’, and the joke was with him around it was always dawn, because he blotted out the sun. He was a massive fellow, and watching him squeeze into the gunner’s seat, the smallest, most confined place in the tank, deepin the belly of the turret, was a sight to behold. He told me the reason he had fought so hard to get into Sergeant’s (Commander’s) course was because it was the only way he could think of to get out of the gunner’s turret….
One would think with such a fellow sharing your tank, there would be a lot less room to breathe, but in fact the opposite was true. Somehow, his sharp sense of humor, and the smile always twinkling at the corners of his mouth,...
