![]() “There were three of us inside, and the Jeep caught fire,” Israeli soldier Yossi Arditi, quoted in Grinker’s book, says of the moment when a Molotov cocktail exploded in his vehicle. I visited his grave one winter afternoon six months later,” van Agtmael wrote, “and the scene of his death is never far from my thoughts.” The soldier yelled, ‘Get that fucking camera out of my face.’ Those were his last words. As he was lifted from the stretcher to the ER bed, he screamed ‘Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,’ then ‘Put me to sleep, please put me to sleep.’ There was another photographer in the ER, and he leaned his camera over the heads of the medical staff to get an overhead shot. He was in and out of consciousness, his eyes stabbing open for a few seconds. ![]() Clumps of his skin had peeled away, and what was left of it was translucent. ![]() “His camouflage uniform dangled over the bed, ripped open by the medics who had treated him on the helicopter. ![]() ![]() “Over ninety percent of this soldier’s body was burned when a roadside bomb hit his vehicle, igniting the fuel tank and burning two other soldiers to death,” reads a caption in van Agtmael’s book, next to a photograph of the bloodied body of a soldier in an operating room. ![]()
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