(photo credit: Anat Belzberg)
Israel is not a land of lazy, lovely street names. Students, pensioners, the young and the old live on roads commemorating battles, army battalions and biblical kings. Hapalmach Street and Rehov Ben-Gurion crisscross cities and hamlets countrywide; no Peppertree Avenues in Jerusalem, no Crumpet Lanes in Tel Aviv. Appellations are there to set memories in stone (or tarmac) and carry the stories of heroes down as generations grow up. Children ask why their street is named “Herzl”; the explanation ensures that names endure.“What’s in a name?” Juliet famously asked. She determined that it is not in itself a definition. “A rose by any other name would smell as sweet,” Juliet declares, and dreams of a divine Romeo, devoid of the Montague brand. She’s wrong, of course.
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