And Where Were You 28 Years Ago?

I've written here that twenty-eight years ago, at the reciting of the Birkat HaChama (Benediction of the Renewed Sun Cycle) that I was on the roof of the Makhkama, the former Muslim court next to the Western Wall Plaza, entered through a door on Chain Street, just outside the Temple Mount courtyard, now a base for the Border Police.

Some doubted my memory.

I do myself at times.

But, as luck would have it, I opened up today's Haaretz in English and there, on the very front page, is a story with an accompanying photograph:


I looked carefully above the crowd:

Yes, I'm one of those daredevils: