"The last time I saw my husband, Keith, was on November 26. He was lying on a filthy mattress... I had been told earlier that day that my name was on the list; I was to be released and sent back home to Israel. Keith was to be left behind."
"I spent my first night of freedom in the hospital... I could not get my head around the fact that I had been separated from Keith, my husband of 43 years..."
"I have been fighting for his release with every ounce of my being... The most frustrating part is that I don't know anything about Keith's condition: Is he alone?"
"Every day since-for nearly 300 days-I have been fighting for his release with every ounce of my being. I think about Keith all the time..."
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