Epilogue
A beautiful period of my life and the life of the kibbutz of which I was a founder has come to an end. As with the newborn state, so too have we begun to build our future, armed with very little experience or knowledge but with lots of energy, determination and enthusiasm. There awaited us on the road that we had chosen beautiful days and difficult days that would pursue each other, until Kibbutz Kfar Blum would stand firmly on its soil. We became a big kibbutz, with a varied agricultural basis and thousands of dunams of field crops. There were orchards, vineyards, vegetable crops, livestock, poultry and beehives. We looked for ways to combine agriculture and industry. At its pinnacle, there were over 400 members of Kfar Blum from three continents, more than 350 children and various groups receiving their education here. A beautiful, large kibbutz with public buildings and sport facilities surrounded by greenery and flowers and lawns. There were chaverim who saw to it that a synagogue was constructed--not large, but tasteful and as it should be. Two schools were built on the kibbutz, which became a center of cultural and sports activity for the whole region. Its members were active in developing the region of the Upper Galilee and its municipal institutions, surrounded by cooperative industrial ventures.
I have devoted these memoirs to the period preceding the beginning of expansion of the kibbutz and all it created. I did not believe I would have the strength to continue these memoirs. Also, there are other veterans, and second-generation chaverim who recall the latter period, whereas, the recollection of the days of the beginning of the kibbutz lies in the memory of "the elders of the tribe," whose numbers are gradually and inevitably dwindling.
Epilogue