The Bible scholar I never met
I came to Eitan Rosenzweig the way you sometimes come to people who have already left — through their work, through other people’s grief, through a document that outlasted them.
It started with a Haaretz article. Then his teacher, Porat Salomon, who spoke about him the way teachers speak about students who have exceeded them. And then his parents — Uzi and Hagit — who arrived at the museum a few months after their son was killed, carrying a plastic bag.
Inside it was a scroll.
They set it on the table and something shifted in the room — in them, in the air between us. The way they looked at it was not the way you look at an object. It was the way a congregation follows the Torah around the synagogue — that particular combination of love and reverence and loss that........
