Thursday, August 3, 2006
Twenty-six years ago, David Lelchook decided to leave Newton, the city where he was born, played baseball as a child, and captained his high school football team. He wanted to be with his new wife in Israel.
The couple eventually settled on a farm, Kibbutz Saar, just south of Lebanon. She worked at a local hospital. He drove a tractor, tending to rolling groves of pomelo, which is similar to grapefruit. He ate onions he plucked from the ground. He took in stray dogs.
He accepted the dangers of living in a region beset by violence. When Hezbollah rockets began pounding the area around the kibbutz, Lelchook, 52, told his family not to worry.
A story in today's Globe examines Lelchook's life, which ended yesterday when he apparently struck by shrapnel from an exploding missile.