Not Exactly Whistlin' Dixie
Good morning Ashkelon! Or should I say "Sabahh l'herr"**? Again the city got a early wake-up call, only this time it flew directly over our house and into a new neighborhood on the northernmost point of the city.
One bystander describes the incident:
"I was passing in the area when I heard a loud whistle and then a blast. I was terrified because as far as I know, Qassams never reach this place."How does the song go?
"...I wish I was in DixieI guess it's time to hunker down again.
Hooray, Hooray!
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand to live or die in Dixie
Away, away, away down south in Dixie..."
UPDATE - The reprisals continue.
** ("Good morning" in Arabic)
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