Yesterday, Ari Fuld, 45, beloved husband and father to four children, was murdered by an IslamoNazi.
Though stabbed in the back, Ari courageously drew his weapon, pursued his attacker, and managed to shoot and wound the cowardly IslamoNazi before collapsing from his wounds. (CCTV of the incident here)
Ari was rushed to Shaarei Tzedek hospital where tragically he passed away.
Ari Fuld was an amazing man.
My wife Karen spent time with him on her last visit to Israel.
I met Ari about a year ago while I was visiting my mother z’l, in Efrat. I’d known of him for years, since he lives near my brother and the distinctive van, heralding the services of the organization Ari worked for, Standing Together, provides for Israeli soldiers—sort of like a mobile USO—is famously parked nearby.
Ari was an activist for Israel at every level and when he found out that I had never been to Kever Rochel (Rachel’s Tomb) he quickly volunteered to take me, “Any time, just call.”
Besides feeling the need to pray at Rachel’s Tomb there was also a strong personal connection: a dear friend of mine in Los Angeles is a staunch supporter of a Kever Rochel charity. I felt that now was the perfect time to grab a ride with Ari, who knew all the ropes in getting there.
True to his word, Ari said, “No problem” when I suggested a visit to the holy tomb the very next day, and he dropped any plans he might have had.
Just by chance it turned out to be a special day; it was the Yahrzeit (anniversary of death) of Rochel Imanu (Rachel Our Mother) and the approach to the site was teeming with crowds of worshippers.
Ari did not let anything stop him, and as we walked closer to the tomb, scores of soldiers greeted him by name. Everyone seemed to know him. Ari visited with the soldiers guarding the holy tomb while my sister-in-law and I edged closer to recite our prayers.
I will never forget the drive to Rachel’s Tomb with Ari. He was a firecracker of energy. His devotion to the land of Israel and the Jewish people was electrifying and contagious. Ari talked about his love of Eretz Yisroel with the glee and excitement of a groom meeting his bride. Every moment he lived in his homeland was precious. But he admitted, he sacrificed precious time with his family as he crossed the globe raising funds to provide unique services to the men and women of the IDF.
May his memory be a blessing.
In this short video Ari talks about combat in Lebanon, the shrapnel that almost cut him in half, the memory of chocolate, and his organization Standing Together. It would be wonderful if you would make a donation in Ari’s memory.
Thousands attend Ari’s funeral. Story here.