My brother doesn’t age. He stares back at me from a stamp-sized photo on the poster I have spent the last 10 years avoiding. To his right is a teenage girl lost to an explosion on a seafront promenade, to his left an army reservist whose jeep took a deadly wrong turn. The sixth victim of the second intifada, my brother went missing near Elon Moreh on October 7, 2000, and was found in a cave near Nablus on October eighth. He was 36. Time has sped past him. Now he has three sons-in-law he’s never met, three grandchildren and another two on the way.