Lulava
by Rabbi Paysach Krohn
During the Yom Kippur War in 1973, when the Israelis were caught by surprise and attacked by Arabs on all fronts. One of the critical points of battle was near the Suez Canal. For days after Yom Kippur and throughout Sukkot, Rabbi Shammai Parnes and his assistants traveled throughout the Sinai desert, where they cautiously and caringly gathered the bodies of those who had fallen in battle.
Throughout Sukkot, Rabbi Shammai traveled in his jeep, taking with him his Siddur, Tehillim, tallis, and lulav and Etrog. In every army camp where he stopped, soldiers approached him, asking for permission to use his lulav and Etrog. Infantrymen who were irreligious would pick up his siddur and say, "Rabbi Shammai, let us pray from your siddur or say Shema."
He would help as many as he could, and at times he was detained from his work for more than an hour. Much to his regret, though, he eventually had to say to the young men, "I cannot stay any longer. I have been summoned elsewhere." On Hoshana Rabbah, Rabbi Shammai and his assistants were near the Suez. As he drove towards a new army base in the wide-open desert, the thought occurred to him that because he had already used his lulav and Etrog for the last time this Yom Tov, he could leave them in the army base.
Shortly after Rabbi Shammai’s arrival at the base, a long line of soldiers began to form, waiting to use his lulav and Etrog. As a crowd began to assemble, a young non-religious soldier, Arik Shuali, driving an ammunition truck, was making his way southward. Looking through his powerful binoculars he noticed a large crowd of fellow servicemen gathered in one area. Curious, he got out of his truck and made his way on foot to where the soldiers had assembled.
As he came closer, he asked someone, "What is all the commotion about?" They explained to him that Rabbi Shammai had come, and people were waiting for an opportunity to use his lulav and Etrog. Arik was not interested in waiting around, but when one of his friends mentioned that it was the last day to do this mitzvah, he agreed to wait.
Eventually, Arik’s turn arrived. Just as he received the lulav and Etrog, a bomb hit his truck. The vehicle exploded and set off multiple explosions of the ammunition on board. The blasts were so intense that a crater was formed in the ground where the truck had been parked. When they later examined the spot where the truck had been, the soldiers could not find even a shard of metal remaining from the shattered vehicle.
