I dislike writing obituaries. Especially obituaries of people who
have been close friends. It is like a definite confirmation of
their deaths. "Have you heard? He or she is dead. You better
believe it. It's in today's newspaper." I can't. It takes several
days, sometimes more, for the new reality to sink in.Koly is gone.
Not to Jerusalem, not on a business trip to South Africa, gone
forever. There is so much, too much finality in those words.
Koly was always there when you needed him. To take you, in his
Honda, to Ramallah, to see a Palestinian leader - before he left
for Jordan, or before he was arrested by Israel's security
services. To listen to the complaints of Jewish settlers, accusing
the Israeli government of "sabotaging" Israel's national interests,
by stopping the savage, illegal installation of mobile homes on
land taken from Palestinians while Israel's Supreme Court was still
examining the Palestinians' complaint.
To visit a Palestinian village that had los
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