Epstein Secrets

though Bina was as a presence in my life, it was the influence of another figure — another youngster — who mattered more and for longer. His name was Yigal Garber. In first grade, every child got a mentor. 34 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_011505 Yigal was mine. Solidly built and self-confident, with a knowing smile, he wou

cially upset. This was one of the last operations during his period in command of the unit. He was about to hand over to a veteran paratroop officer, Uzi Yairi. Yet our aborted Sinai mission turned out not to matter. What saved our eavesdropping network was the very thing which I was confident would not hap

HT_011747 ceremony with both the Interior Minister and the Prime Minister present. The first was in Ofakim, near where I’d worked in the fields with Yigal Garber in the 1950s. Shortly after we arrived, a group of protestors started shouting at Rabin. Manyac, they yelled, “maniac”. Boged: traitor. At the second

earlier than usual, to visit the graves of the men who had lost their lives in my battalion in the Yom Kippur War. I also went to pay my respects to Uzi Yairi, killed when he’d rushed from his desk in the kiryva to join the Sayeret Matkal attack at the Savoy Hotel. Then Nava and I drove to Jerusalem. At Isr

though Bina was as a presence in my life, it was the influence of another figure — another youngster — who mattered more and for longer. His name was Yigal Garber. In first grade, every child got a mentor. 34 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_027882 Yigal was mine. Solidly built and self-confident, with a knowing smile, he wou

cially upset. This was one of the last operations during his period in command of the unit. He was about to hand over to a veteran paratroop officer, Uzi Yairi. Yet our aborted Sinai mission turned out not to matter. What saved our eavesdropping network was the very thing which I was confident would not happ

HT_028124 ceremony with both the Interior Minister and the Prime Minister present. The first was in Ofakim, near where I'd worked in the fields with Yigal Garber in the 1950s. Shortly after we arrived, a group of protestors started shouting at Rabin. Manyac, they yelled, "maniac" '. Boged: traitor. At the seco

earlier than usual, to visit the graves of the men who had lost their lives in my battalion in the Yom Kippur War. I also went to pay my respects to Uzi Yairi, killed when he'd rushed from his desk in the kirya to join the Sayeret Matkal attack at the Savoy Hotel. Then Nava and I drove to Jerusalem. At Isra