Chapter 88, (Rated R, Language)
Aviva, Imre and I were at the edge of Netanya’s market. Imre was dealing with the wagon driver. The flat bed horse porters. They all spoke Hungarian, go figure… After a long search we finally found a house that met our needs and price. It was in a section of Netanya called Vatikim , which means “seniors”. It was a neighborhood of small townhouses with older generation inhabitants. Each unit was sharing a wall with its neighbor, it had two bedrooms a kitchen and bathroom, and a quarter acre in the back. The Back yard had a little shed but Imre was planning to build a much bigger workshop. It looked like we needed four platforms. Imre managed to collect a lot of wood, metal sheets and posts to build a big shed in the backyard. We had to say goodbye to the neighbors in the south side of the town, some we will never forget. There were two women next door to Aviva’s house, one of them with a broken back. She had to walk on...