This lifesaving waterbed was situated on the floor, beneath the cloud of poisonous smoke that filled the apartment.
(photo credit: ILAN CHAIM)
MICHAEL’S UNIT had finished a month of reserve duty guarding a prison in Nablus housing some 450 terrorists. His last sleepless night pacing a watchtower finally ended with being processed out from the base back in Jerusalem at 7 a.m., but by the time he had been credited with returning his rifle and other equipment and made it across town to his apartment, his wife had left for work and their three daughters were in kindergarten and grade school.Home at last, he reveled in the stillness of the empty apartment, a welcome contrast to the constant clamor of the prison. Michael showered, ate a bowl of cereal, and stretched out on the living room couch to watch a movie his wife had taped for him while he was away.