29/06/2026
His family has been in Israel since the 1600s. Marty R. Paz is the one who finally moved back. 🇮🇱
And the way he tells it, it wasn't some grand Zionist mission. I asked him what the deciding factor was, and the honest answer? Health insurance. (No, really.) That, plus a feeling he summed up better than I could: "The world is breaking, and Israel is the one bright spot that isn't broken. So let's give it a try. You can always undo it."
So he did. December 2020. Last night of Hanukkah. Middle of a pandemic. No clapping reception, no singing, no ceremony, just him, his wife, and two Chihuahuas on a United flight, because El Al was mid-bankruptcy. 😅
And then this happened: the guy sitting in the seat in front of him turns out to be his childhood rabbi from Las Vegas. Who is now the rabbi OF the airport. Who still had Marty's dad's name on a synagogue membership list from 30 years ago. You genuinely cannot script this stuff.
This one's special to me because Marty's my co-host over on Landings & Layovers — and somehow, in all our time recording together, I'd never heard his whole aliyah story start to finish. The bureaucracy nightmares (including his father, who gave up his Israeli citizenship decades ago for a U.S. government job and got stranded two weeks before his flight home). The lockdown dog-walking loophole that emptied Tel Aviv of stray animals overnight. And the quiet realization that home isn't always where you planned to end up.
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