On Shabbat 10/07 the sirens went off at 6:30 in the morning. We went to the Secure room expecting it to be over in 10 minutes, but it just went on and on. Being religious we had no idea what was going on till my son came over in uniform and told us. He them go in his car and drove off to the army. We had almost no contact for 3 weeks when suddenly unannounced he came home for 24 hours. His daughter running to him really brought it home for me. That Saturday night I decided to start portraying the war in art.