The personal stories of Forum members, about their lost loved ones
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Every PCFF member has lost someone to the conflict who was their entire universe: a cherished child, a loving mother, an adored brother, a beloved husband.
Here you can read the personal stories of Forum members, of their loved ones who are no longer present, about the journey from pain to hope and about choosing reconciliation and partnership rather than revenge.
We are constantly updating our database with stories and invite you to visit again.
My Dear Noam. For seven long years we do not meet and the letters to you
Despite the many years, I have vivid memories of my childhood in Vienna
Long ago, I loved the autumn. The gust of chilly winds
Yaacov Shefer, my great grandfather, was born in
The Yom Kippur War robbed the country of its innocence and took Giora from us.
Arnon, my big brother, Thirty Five years went by since the day you were killed
Misgav Am is in a pastoral area overlooking southern Lebanon and Mt. Hermon
My name is Niv Sarig, age 35, from Kfar Sava, originally from Moshav Hibat Zion
My name is Oren Balaban, but the family name I was born with was Yadgarov. My father, Eli
My personal story begins and ends on the particular day of Yom Kippur:
I came to Israel from South Africa in 1967; I came as a volunteer after
I was born in Jerusalem in 1942, married Miri and had five kids, Tami, Hadas, Liat, Amir and Elad.
Once I was asked to stand here and talk to you I went through
My name is Yaacov, I was born in Poland in 1935
Following Operation Protective Edge, in the summer of 2014, I joined the Israeli-Palestinian