|Why not move to England for a while, say from 1953 to 1961 where French is taught in schools and now you have a polyglot with one hell of an accent! Complete primary studies in England and back to Israel for a few years, say from 1961 to 1969. |
Just enough time for the young man to pick up a law degree from the Hebrew University of Jerusalem after completion of a two year stint in the Parachute regiment - and incidentally - marrying his sergeant, Zmira, in the process. Let's not forget his representing Israel in the Student's Olympics in Tokyo Japan in the Judo event in 1967.
From here life gets more complicated - at least it would for you or me but not Yasha: return to England for Postgraduate studies having fathered two great kids Guy and Dana. Act as legal consultant, work with a Swiss Barter Trade Company and finally end up as a Director of Paramount International Coin Company and be head hunted by Stanley Gibbons Limited, the stamp magnates: his hobby converted to a business culminating with the setting up InterCol London in 1981
By now an established credit to the numismatic fraternity in England and America, Yasha's books (Collectors Guide to Paper Money; British County Maps; Colombian Currency; The Paper Tiger (Israel-Arab conflict) etc. win prizes as do his exhibits world wide. His articles appear in the press in the four corners of the globe and he makes a name for himself as a speaker both talented and amusing.
His awards and speaking engagements are too many to remember but there is one that stands in my mind: Yasha was the after dinner speaker at an IBNS function in New York and I was sitting next to him noting that well into the evening he had not touched his food. 'Why are you not eating?' I asked. 'I am too nervous' he replied and refused to touch the food. When his turn came to speak, he relaxed as soon as he reached the podium. 'It is good to see so many of you here' he started 'once only I was really late for a meeting and I rushed straight to the speakers' podium when I suddenly noticed that there was only one man in the audience. 'Friend' I said 'no use my giving the whole speech just for you alone, why don't we go to the bar and have a beer instead?' The man stood and said 'I can't go. . . . I am the next speaker'. From here Yasha was on the roll and his speech was again received with the usual acclaim. While listening to him I had absent-mindedly picked and almost finished the untouched food on his plate. As he sat next to me he said. 'I am glad that's over, now I can eat, I am absolutely famished'! I made sure he got a decent portion of food in a hurry. Yasha has been a good friend to many and to me most especially. He has never let his friends or colleagues down.