It was along that path that the two women were attacked viciously by
two
Palestinian
men,
who stabbed them
(and Kay's small dog Peanut)
with serrated knives
. Kristine died there. Kay played dead and
,
beyond anyone's belief
,
made it to a parking lot where someone saw her and called for emergency medical help.
T
hose who know Kay
know that she is among the spunkiest women on the planet. In the process of fighting off the attackers
,
she had taken out a penknife from her bag and managed to stab one of the assailants in his thigh
.
T
hus
she got
a DNA
sample
from his blood
,
which the Israeli police used to
ultimately
track down and identify the attackers. They had come from the Hebron area and were part of a radicalized group. They had found a way
into
the
Jerusalem area
where there was no security fence.
My husband
Bruce was home
in America
and got calls (somehow?!) from the N
ew York
Times
,
who had tracked down my name from the internet. They did not know that they were talking to the former Chief of Naval Communications
, so he of course made no comment and phoned me in Jerusalem to learn what was happening.
The Board was called together immediately
, and
we prayed and began to get reports from the hospital on Kay's
critical
condition. Kristine's body had not been found at that time. It was a night
of
horrible news. The Israeli papers were full of reports the next morning. Search parties were sent out. Based on Kay's description
,
Kristine's body was found. More prayer. While Kay suffered horribly from her multiple wounds and still does suffer, emotionally and physically, she has become an outspoken person standing against
terrorism
-
- and
at the same time acts as a bridge between Arabs and Israelis
,
with friends on both sides. She is a valiant champion of truth in so many ways.
