tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216439612024-03-13T18:56:00.481+02:00Life is beautifulMy life, as anybody else's life, is made of tiny pieces of events, people around, places visited and lived in, successes and failures, happiness and sadness.
This blog is just a sampling from someone's life. My life. Life is beautiful.blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-34012684265683954532007-03-31T18:15:00.000+03:002007-03-31T21:00:21.158+03:00It is not nice to see a closed office... or end of an eraAfter twenty years faithful service, our office in Tefen was closed on Thursday. The rooms were emptied, useful equipment shipped to elsewhere, anything else was donated, the paper and other "junk" shrewed and the building was returned to the industrial park.I worked twenty years in the place, in 4 companies - without leaving my room: in Informatics, in PMSC, in Sterling Software and finally in blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-61275500956507093682007-03-14T21:31:00.000+02:002007-03-14T23:51:34.937+02:00Looting the office..Our office in last couple of year (and even decades) is going to be closed at the end of the month. Not only most of my colleagues are fired, but the place will be cleaned up and returned to the industrial park. All the equipment, furniture, flowers, pictures, all the history of 20 years will be gone.CA decided to sell part of the equipment and donate anything else remaining. So in the last blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-73985311212127151312007-03-03T12:01:00.000+02:002007-03-03T12:16:12.623+02:00Farewell and good luck!Last week we say good bye and good luck with a final trip and with a farewell party at Oded, our director's, place.The folks are getting to be positioned. In a couple of days or weeks, nobody will remain unemployed. So the atmosphere at these departing events was good. But still, sadness was in the air.Good bye and good luck to everybody. I will miss you!blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-72774512359818756942007-02-19T21:45:00.000+02:002007-02-19T22:20:18.442+02:00Closing an era... and an office...I came to Tefen more than 20 years ago, in November 1986. I worked during this time in 4 different companies, but without leaving my office. I started at Informatics, which was overtaken by PMSC, who sold us to Sterling Software, who was acquired by Computer Associates in February 2000.During this time I worked with a lot of people and in different projects. We had our ups-and-downs; we had our blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-53611683682702641532006-10-27T22:36:00.000+02:002006-10-28T00:13:56.282+02:00End of an era, at lastMy son Asa left home almost three years ago, starting his journey in the army. Yesterday he closed this adventure. He will discharge from the army in the middle of November, but de-facto he is a civilian again, starting his dismissal vacation yesterday. He returned his weapon, his uniform and came back home.The last three years were not easy. For 18 years we defended him, hardly letting him to blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-59465724666129340142006-10-08T00:11:00.000+02:002006-10-08T00:20:07.066+02:00Dead by ChocolateLife is difficult. You can just die ... by chocolate. But if this is our destiny, at least with a lot of dark chocolate, topped with chocolate mousse, covered with chocolate syrup and sweetened with some Brazilian chocolate drink.L'Chaim!blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-1156010465515122382006-08-19T20:21:00.000+03:002006-08-19T21:03:10.383+03:00Glimpse into a leftist's mind (or results of an ugly war)This week we came out from the shelters we were forced due to the war between Israel and Hezbollah. After about four weeks of fights, silence and normality returned: refugees came home, streets became crowded again, lights were turned on in houses at nights and the queues are returned to shops.I don’t want to talk about the war, about its geopolitical consequences; you can find a lot in this blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-1152853894638185922006-07-14T08:11:00.000+03:002006-07-14T08:25:54.376+03:00Asa the kindergarten teacher!Asa returned yesterday from the IDF summer camp, organized for children of fallen soldiers. He was selected as one of the instructors, working with 5-6-7 ears old. He came home with a lot of stories about children, about their fathers.The story of the camp, the joy of the children is told through Asa's smile, conquering every picture.See these pictures on Picasa Web Albums!blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-1141487789097376682006-03-04T17:15:00.000+02:002006-03-04T18:00:48.200+02:00Time flies Time flies. We didn't even notice and our kids are no children any more. Suddenly they are grownup, having their own will, their own style, goals and pace. Suddenly we, the parents, become not important, not deciding and not influencing.My first shock came more than two years ago when my son Asa left for the army. Until that day he never even took a bus without our knowledge and permission. blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-1140112203933527532006-02-16T19:31:00.000+02:002006-02-16T19:50:03.940+02:00Disappointment... For days the weather forecast predicted heavy show in hills of Galilee. Everybody waited with high anticipation for the long dreamed white snow. Not for the special school holiday (no school on a snowy day) but for the rare beaty: White snow covering the trees ; hearing the snow crashing under the feet ; building snowman ; Jimbo and Mango in the snow, tasting it, smelling it ...But no, there blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-1138592240454762262006-01-30T05:37:00.000+02:002007-06-29T22:47:37.018+03:00Happy Chinese New Year 2006 to Everybody!By chance I was in New York last week on a business strip, planned to go home on Friday. But as we didn't completed the planned discussion I was "kindly requested" to stay a couple of more days.So I was fortunate to visit Chinatown for the New Year celebration. Millions of people, paper firecrackers, dragons, drums, smell of great Chinese food, fantastic atmosphere! Even the rain couldn't harm blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21643961.post-1138496292732429742006-01-29T02:51:00.000+02:002006-01-29T02:58:12.740+02:00Beginning...Is any reason writing a blog? Is anything ordinary is occurring I must share with the whole world? Someone can say "absolutely not". I get up in the , go to work, sit in front a "TV screen" most of the day, go home when already dark, see the evening news and go to sleep.Yes, in general it is true. But at the same time a lot of small (or not so small) and interesting and exciting and sometimes blapathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946365867949863463noreply@blogger.com0