Escape from Kibbutz K’far Ruppin: Olives, Hash, and the Socialist Dream
(Personal narrative)
The author, laboring in the Beit Sh’ean Valley, Israel —summer 1975
Author’s Note
I’ve been to Israel countless times. The first was when I was eight years old, in June of 1968 — almost exactly one year after the Six-Day War. It was a heady time for the country, and a sorrowful one too — for the brave young soldiers who had died in the fighting, and for t…