Dov (Berko) and Yati Kojokaro

My mother, Yati, was pregnant. During the pregnancy, she worked very hard in the orange harvest, until the very last hour before she had to give birth. I was four years and a few months old at the time. My father, Dov (Berko), brought her to the hospital to give birth. A few hours later she had a son weighing about 4.5 kilos. My father saw the baby and was thrilled. He said that he looked healthy, big and beautiful.

We all went to bed happy, and the morning afterwards my father went to the hospital to visit my mother in the maternity ward in Rehovot. When he got there, he heard the bad news that my mother had died during the night. He did not ask about the baby, my brother.

My father made arrangements for my mother’s funeral and did not attend to the baby. Three days afterwards, when he returned to the hospital, he was told that the baby was dead.

A long time after that, when, as an adult, I came to visit my mother at the cemetery, I wanted to see my brother's grave. I was told he has no grave. Years passed and I realized that what I was told at the cemetery was not true. Everyone should have a grave…

Maybe someone took advantage of the fact that no one from the baby’s family was present at the hospital to see the baby's body. The baby just disappeared. No grave and no body...

I wish to know if my brother is alive and what happened to him...

Hannah Kojokaro Horowitz, daughter of Berko and Yati Kojokaro.