lating the experiences of that ex- odus, was I to come to know what I had witnessed there in Austria. I saw the people walking, I performed that unpleasant duty of counting those refugees in the camps, I read, in Stars & Stripes, our military newspaper, what was happening in other parts of the world, and I came to an im- perfect understanding of the tragedy of what I was observing. But it was with great admiration that I viewed the concerted effort those people were making to ad- vance their cause, that of immi- grating to Palestine, not yet a Jewish state. No effort was too small. For instance, Austrian authorities discovered a cow stabled in an abandoned bomb shelter. The Jewish refugees had put her there, pulling grass from road- side ditches to provide her with feed. They sold the milk and but- ter she produced on the black market for the few coins they could then contribute toward buying another boat or ship on which people could embark for Palestine. I was sure then that if these people ever reached their cher- ished homeland, no power on earth would be able to dislodge them. Today I am not so sure. It troubles me now, 45 years later, when a TV newscaster, during a newscast on current happenings in Israel, stated that the Arab-Israeli War of 1948 re- sulted in Israel independence. I don't think history ought to be re- written at this late date. The United Nations, in spite of Arab protests and threats of war against a Jewish state, had des- ignated an area of Palestine to be the independent State of Is- rael, the longed for homeland of those European Jews who had survived Hitler's atrocities. On the very day Israel became a reality, the same refugees I had seen in the winter of 1947, mak- ing their way across Germany's frozen fields, were attacked by five Arab armies intent on hurl- ing them back into the sea. The Jewish defenders were able to defeat their attackers, but at the conclusion of that war, they re- mained under the guns of Egyp- tians in control of Gaza, and the Jordanians in the West Bank. Bombs, rockets, artillery shells, and terrorist attacks from both areas became almost a daily oc- currence for the beleaguered Jewish state. Finally, in 1967, after a six- day war launched against them by the Arab states still sworn to destroy Israel, the Israeli forces devastated their enemies and captured both the West Bank and Gaza, which they have since administered. The Israelis remember, and learn, from history. They use that knowledge to help them perceive what to expect of the future. Is it any wonder they fear any weak- ening of our resolve to support them any kindness, or charity? Has it given them anything oth- er than a certainty that they had best look to their own interests always, that the world at large cannot be relied upon in their time of need, no matter the promises of those professing to be their friends? Better to take their enemies' word to heart and prepare for the worst. They cannot, must not, and will not rely on the "wobbly" promises of the likes of George Bush or James Baker. "Tomor- row Jerusalem" sustained the refugees making their way to Palestine 45 years ago. Staying there, as a free and independent nation, will require of them ev- ery bit as much dedication, effort and sacrifice today. While I may never see that land that drew them across the snows of Europe, I witnessed a small part of that exodus. The respect I gained then for those people has not diminished with the passing of the years. I wish them well. I wish them well.