My High School Reunion: We’re a Messed Up Generation

No single role model, not an intellectual, not a warrior, nor a politician. Class of 71, you children of the heart of the city and country: The group picture at the halfway point, is drab and depressing.

We were 219. Ten have already passed away, 18 emigrated, 14 disappeared, and two became religious. We were 219 kids, with 2,190 dreams. We were the first generation in the state, the second generation after the Holocaust, children of the workers and the secular bourgeoisie from Tel Aviv. We studied at the highly regarded Ironi Aleph high school, as it was called then. We wore the same light blue uniform, we were...