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David Wilder was born in New Jersey in the USA in 1954, and graduated from Case Western Reserve University with a BA in History and teacher certification in 1976. He spent 1974-75 in Jerusalem at the Hebrew University and returned to Israel upon graduation.
For over eighteen years David Wilder has worked with the Jewish Community of Hebron. He is the English spokesman for the community, granting newspaper, television and radio interviews internationally. He initiated the Hebron internet project, including email lists of over 15,000 subscribers who receive regular news and commentaries from Hebron in English and Hebrew. David is responsible and continues to update the Hebron web sites, portraying various facets of Hebron, utilizing text, audio, video and pictures. He conducts tours of Hebron's Jewish Community and occasionally travels abroad, speaking at Hebron functions.
David Wilder is married to Ora, a 'Sabra,' for 35 years. They lived in Kiryat Arba for 17 years and have resided at Beit Hadassah in Hebron for the past 15 years. They have seven children and many grandchildren.
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He rejected the idea that the city's dire situation is the fault of Israeli settlers. "This has no connection to the settlers," he said... He also expressed hope for greater ties with Israel. "We want to cooperate with the Israelis
In Hebron's casbah, rocking the vote
While the PA hasn't held political elections in years, Hebron merchants recently voted for its chamber of commerce, with candidates stumping for more jobs and increased ties with Israel.
By Avi Issacharoff
Hebron - Starting Tuesday morning, Hebron's main street, Ein Sara, was intermittently closed. The traffic jams piled up to an unbearable level. Hundreds of people congregated at the entrance of the Al-Hussein School, waiting for the turn to go in.
It was an election day. Across from the school, booths were set up in support of candidates and party lists. Trucks plastered with ads for the leading lists traveled back and forth and above the street, dozens of banners with photos of the top candidates were hung.
It was a real festival of democracy. Hard to believe that the elections were for Hebron's chamber of commerce.
Two passers-by, Nidal and Fahed al-Qawasmeh, were engrossed in a discussion of the election results. "Hebron is the Palestinian economic capital," explained Nidal. "That's why the big to-do is here. It's a city of merchants and we want an improvement in the way commerce is run, we want more jobs and of course, closer economic ties to Israel."
When asked about the candidates' political affiliation, Fatah or Hamas, they immediately corrected the error. "After 20 years, there are elections for the chamber of commerce," Fahed said, "and it has nothing to do with Hamas or Fatah. This is the first time there are elections of this kind."
Surprisingly, they claim that even clan affiliation is irrelevant here. Candidates from all the big clans can be found on all the lists.
"We want new industrial areas, a fight against unemployment. We also expect Israel to ease more restrictions and enable us to build factories."
A moment before parting, they added their candidate is an independent, "Muhi a-Din a-Sayad. A-Nimr is his nickname. He is an independent candidate who tries to obtain Israeli transit permits for merchants."
Population wise, Hebron is the largest city in the West Bank, with nearly half a million Palestinians in the city and its environs according to the Palestinian Authority.
Ahmed al-Qawasmeh, an independent candidate whose campaign posters are everywhere, was sitting in one of the support booths opposite the school where the ballot boxes were concentrated.
He said immediate efforts should be undertaken to overcome the high unemployment prevalent in the area.
"The unemployment rate is 35 percent. The situation here is not easy," he said. Greeting visitors with a hug and a kiss, he did not seem pleased about what happened in the city surrounding the elections.
"There was exaggeration in the campaigns," he said, calling over his campaign manager to be present during the interview. "The Palestinian economy is in retreat. When there is a freeze in the diplomatic process, the situation regresses."
He rejected the idea that the city's dire situation is the fault of Israeli settlers.
"This has no connection to the settlers," he said. "The issue here is solely of economics and trade. We want to resolve the problems involved in gaining access to ports in Israel. We want to move beyond imports that are unrestrained and bring in cheap products from the east for a low cost and of much poorer quality than what we can offer." He also expressed hope for greater ties with Israel.
"We want to cooperate with the Israelis and put an end to the Palestinian problem," he said. "The Palestinian public wants a peace process and not a third intifada. The Arab nations have evolved, learned from their experience and there are many positions and opinions. No one wants a third intifada. Israel is the one interested in escalation."
Influenced by friends and relatives
Some 2,000 merchants registered in Hebron were eligible to vote and each one of them has relatives and friends who try to influence them. The path to the polling station passes through two columns of people handing out little slips of paper listing the candidates' names.
From the list of 38 candidates, 12 will be elected to the chamber.
At a nearby booth, Hian Badr al-Qawasmeh was trying to attract the attention of passers-by.
His list, Infrastructure and Development, represents the future of the merchants, he says.
"Everyone has an academic degree and speaks foreign languages. I speak Hebrew and French, and we want to help all the merchants in the city obtain a higher education," he said. "Our businesses are linked to Israel. We export goods to Israel and I have 15 agents there. My business has three businessmen from Israel and I'm a partner of theirs. We try to find solutions for the businesses in the casbah, for the problem of traffic congestion and the shuk which is flooded with poor-quality imports."
His father, Badr, taught Hebrew to immigrants from Arab countries at Ulpan Akiva in Netanya.
A special oversight committee monitors the poll booths in the school. Above the station where the ballot envelopes are stacked there is a camera that will provide a live transmission of their opening to the rooms where the candidates are sitting and they can observe the vote-counting process.
The monitors also assist those who are illiterate. Upon leaving the school, I came across a relatively older man, in a suit and tie.
"I'm Muhi a-Din a-Sayad Ahmed," he says in fluent Hebrew. "They call me a-Nimr, the leopard. I'm the only one who won in the elections 20 years ago and I'll win again. Then I ran as an independent and today, I am as well. I'll return to the chamber of commerce to improve ties, with Israel too. I have contacts from Rosh Hanikra to Eilat. The people in Hebron asked me to run and that's what I did. Today there will be a big surprise for the world. I will win big."
The flow of customers in the casbah, not far from the polling station, dwindles the closer you get to the H2 area under Israeli control. The merchants in the casbah are more embittered and talk unhesitatingly of a third intifada.
"The economic problems could lead to that," says Issa Balua. "There is disappointment with the economic and diplomatic situation. If there was an intifada in the Arab world, then why shouldn't there be one here?"
On Wednesday morning, the chamber of commerce election results were released. The leopard, Muhi a-Din a-Sayad Ahmed, won first place. He received 786 votes. In the West Bank, contacts with Israel are not always necessarily harmful.
I’ve spent much time this week looking for photos. You might think, sitting in front of the screen for a few hours, viewing pictures, not too stressing. But in truth, it hasn’t been easy. I’ve been searching for photos of my friend, Eyal Noked, who, a few months before his forty-first birthday, passed away on Saturday night.
At about 11:15 PM, the beeper message sent out to people’s homes and individual pagers had only three words: Baruch Dayan HaEmet – Blessed is the true judge. Such words are recited upon notification of a person’s death. No name accompanied this sad communication, but unfortunately, it was not necessary. All understood. Eyal was gone.
However, I think that Eyal didn’t ‘die’ as such. As is written about Eyal’s favorite prophet, “And it came to pass, as they still went on, and talked, that, behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horses of fire, which parted them both assunder; and Elijah went up by a whirlwind into heaven.” (Kings 2:11)
Eyal’s life was certainly filled with challenge. While serving in the army, he was attacked by terrorists who tried to steal his weapon and shot at him. Here in Hebron,he was, among other things, a paramedic. A number of years ago, attempting to help people wounded in a terror shooting at the Tel Hebron (Rumeida) neighborhood, he was shot in the shoulder by the terrorist. A few years ago, while driving a special paramedic motorcycle down the hill from Kiryat Arba to Hebron, Arabs starting throwing rocks at him. Swerving, attempting to dodge the rocks, he fell, with the motorcycle on top of him, breaking his leg in two places. Eyal opted to forgo surgery, knowing that the recovery time (and pain) would be extended by a number of months. Yet, despite the seriousness of the injury, one day I found him on the treadmill, next to me, in Hebron’s gym room. And he was moving much faster than me.
Some years ago Eyal was diagnosed with cancer. Several surgeries seemed to have removed the growth, and his recovery appeared complete. But a couple of years ago it returned. At some point he had no choice but to leave his position here in Hebron, investing his time in an attempt to again overcome the illness.
It’s difficult to describe Eyal’s role in Hebron. He did so much, in so many different positions. Not only as a colleague, but also as a friend. As one of the speakers at the funeral declared, many many people looked at him as their best friend. Here, in our offices, Eyal had an integral role in building Hebron, both on paper and physically. He was instrumental in major building projects, working day and night at Beit HaShalom, Beit Shapira and in the “Shalhevet neighborhood,” otherwise known as the ‘shuk.’ He was a firm believer in the ‘greening’ of Hebron, and spent many an hour finding places to plant flowers, trees, and bushes, which really beautified the city. He was also a paramedic and ambulance driver, on-call whenever needed. He also served as a senior advisor to one of Hebron’s executive directors, and was elected to the Hebron community council. Eyal was a key player in the reestablishment of Chabad’s presence in Hebron, working as Rabbi Danny Cohen’s right-hand man with all major Chabad projects, including the renewed permanent Jewish presence at the ancient Ashkenazi cemetery, site of the grave of Menucha Rachel Slonim. He also worked tirelessly to reestablish the Jewish presence at Joseph’s tomb in Shechem. Additionally he spent months in Gush Katif, prior to the expulsion, living and assisting in numerous projects undertaken at that time. He dedicated his life to Eretz Yisrael.
But, in truth, none of the above really describes Eyal. Perhaps the most fitting description portrayal of Eyal can be expressed in the words of his oldest son, Baruch Tzuri, seventeen years old, who, eulogizing his father at the funeral said, “Dad, you taught us that everything, but everything, comes from HaShem, from G-d. Just as you had no complaints, so too, we have no complaints to HaShem. We will continue in your path, knowing, believing, and living this axiom, that everything comes from HaShem.”
Much is written, in sacred Jewish literature, about the goal of every Jew, that being, ‘devakut with HaShem’ – roughly translated as ‘bind to HaShem, being at one with HaShem. This was, quite literally, the way Eyal lived. We have a job in this world, to do our part, but whatever happens is the Will of G-d. This is the way he lived and it’s also the way he died. I met him outside one day, and when he asked how I was, I sort of looked at him and raised my hands to the heavens, with the expression on my face not one of joy and happiness. He questioned me, as to the problem, and when I just looked at him he just smiled and said, ‘not because of me. Everything is fine, HaShem has me exactly where he wants me.’
In the past few weeks, even as his strength dwindled, he maintained his inner strength. A couple of weeks ago, despite that fact that his ability to speak, decreased, he lay in bed and spoke with a friend for two hours about faith and the goodness of G-d. And so it was with others, time and time again, up until the end.
Eyal taught me many things, different classes to listen to via internet, how to drive my car, and how to think clearly. A couple of years ago I was supposed to visit the US for an extended visit. A few people had invested a lot of time to help organize the trip. The only problem was that I became ill, with what later was diagnosed as mono, and really didn’t have the strength to travel. On the other hand, I didn’t want to offend the people who were working very hard to help me and Hebron. I was in a real bind, not knowing what to do.
Eyal happened to be in the office that day, so I decided to ask his advice. He thought for a moment and then asked, “Did you ask them, in the US, what would happen if you had to cancel?” “No,” I answered. “So call them and listen, not only to what they say, but also how they say it. If they’re really upset, go. But if they can deal with it, stay here.”
Very simple advice. And it worked.
Another man, speaking at the funeral, told how he had been involved in an accident, which crushed his leg. He’d been brought to the hospital, but was left lying in the emergency room, without being treated. After a while, not knowing what to do, he called his friend Eyal and asked him what to do. Eyal heard him and then asked, “Your head, it’s ok? And your neck, your arms and your stomach, they’re all ok? And your leg, left or right? Left – and above the knee or below the knee. Below? That’s all? Your injured only on your left leg, below the knee? Man, you have to laugh!” And Eyal started laughing, over the phone, until his friend too started laughing, almost rolling on the floor, thanking G-d that the injury wasn’t nearly as bad as it could have been.
Eyal’s wife of about 20 years, Einat, told of Eyal’s passing.
‘Eliyahu (Elijah) the prophet, was Eyal’s favorite prophet. He read about him over and over. On Thursday, after I read to him the verses describing how Elihayu left this world, he said to me, “I’m not on the level of Eliyahu, but that’s the way I feel.”
On Shabbat afternoon he told me, “we are not separated. We will always be together, I’m just moving up one floor.” Later, after Shabbat, he tried to tell me something, but couldn’t talk. He motioned with his arm, and I realized he wanted someone to study Torah with him, to pray with him. I called one of his friends, and when he came over and started recited Torah and prayers, Eyal’s eyes opened and he radiated with joy. Later, we were all there in the room. I called a righteous doctor, who could discern the exact moment of the soul’s departure from the body. He sat opposite Eyal, staring at his eyes. Eyal’s face and eyes emanated rapture, seeing the angels awaiting him, above him. He had said that he did not fear death, that he was totally at peace with his situation, and so it was. Suddenly the doctor yelled, ‘Shema Yisrael’ and then all those present did so, and you could actually see his neshama, his soul, leave his body. We weren’t crying, it was a moment of Divine exaltation.’
Last Rosh HaShana eve, following services, I went over to Eyal’s house to wish him a happy New Year. His kids told me that he wasn’t home, that he’d gone to Ma’arat HaMachpela to pray. I told them that if he wanted, there would be prayer services at Beit Hadassah the next morning. But they said that he’d worship again at Machpela.
The next morning, despite his illness and weakness, he was there. But he didn’t only pray. He also trumpeted the Shofar, the ram’s horn, blown every Rosh HaShana. The shofar isn’t blown once. Rather, one hundred times. The laws concerning this special mitzvah are detailed and intricate. Many times, if the sound produced is not exactly right, it must be repeated.
Eyal stood and blew the shofar, on the first day, one hundred times. And he blew the Shofar again, on the second day of Rosh HaShana, one hundred times. And he did not make one mistake, on either day. Not one time did he have to repeat himself. And the sound that he produced from that ram’s horn, I’ve never heard anything like it in my life. So it was, Eyal, sick with cancer, less than a year ago.
Not yet forty one, nine children, and one grandchild, born less than a month ago.
I have no doubt whatsoever, that as Eyal’s neshama, as his soul left his body, in the heaven’s above, hundreds and thousands of ram’s horns began trumpeting, with a voice heard, above them all, ‘the Shofar-blower from Hebron, the Shofar-blower from Ma’arat HaMachpela is arriving. The Shofar-blower is arriving. Let us all go greet the shofar-blower from Hebron.’
Next Rosh HaShana will not be the same.
Eyal will be sorely missed, for many many years to come.
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Following Eyal's passing, Vaad HaRabbanim in Jerusalem opened a special fund for the family. All money donated goes to the family. There aren't any percentages or fees to anyone else.
Contributions can be made to Fund number 3050 - this number must be given or the donation will not reach them!
In Israel, 1-800-22-36-36 or from any cell phone at *072
In the US, Vaad Rabbanim, 221 Regent Dr., Lakewood, NJ 08701
In Canada: Canadian Friends of Vaad Rabbanim, 5831 Esplanade, Montreal, Quebec, H2T3A2
People are asked, if they can, to donate 40 Shekels (about $15.) for 50 months. However, any amount, for any given time, would be most welcome. Thank you very much.
The Brit of Eyal's first grandson, Uri Michael, a short time before
Eyal's death. Eyal is the Sandak, holding the baby during the ceremony.