The three of us were seated on the sofa – my grandfather, my grandmother and I – and we watched.
The plane landed. The red carpet was rolled out. Sadat emerged. Menachem Begin and his entourage greeted him.
were played. Begin stood at attention for Egypt’s anthem. Sadat, an erstwhile
enemy of the Jewish state, stood in respectful attention during
It was pretty heady stuff.
Suddenly, in the midst of all of this, I heard a sound that I couldn’t quite identify. At first, I thought it was coming from the TV. But it didn’t seem to be.
I looked around the room but saw nothing that could have been making the strange sound.
And then I looked to my left and saw my grandfather weeping. He was a large person, not only in reputation but physically too, and to this day, I remember his blue button-down shirt, soaked with tears.