Greetings to the Amram staff and to the families.

It's been years that I have been searching for you, people to tell to that my family, of Romanian descent, has also lost a child. Kidnapped exactly like Yemenite children, cunningly. This is the time to solve this vicious mystery, which enriched and promoted doctors at the expense of our parents and lost brother.

My parents are Berko and Yeti Kalman. New immigrants from Romania, who married at the beginning of their careers at Israel, "the land of the Jews", supposedly "our" safe place. During this period my mother worked as a nurse, at the Asaf Ha'Rofe Hospital, at the Department of Pediatrics and Neonatology.

The head of the Department is Dr. Eliyahu Caspi. My parents are even treated at his Tel-Aviv private clinic and pay him substantial sums. My mother achieves pregnancy, and her baby is born prematurely, during the seventh month, on March 23, 1968. Dr. Caspi advises my parents to transfer him to the NICU at the Ichilov Hospital; according to him the NICU in Asaf Ha'Rofe is not advanced enough.

Eventually my parents would find out that their baby is not in the Ichilov Hospital but in the WIZO Pre-Mature Baby Institute in Tel Aviv, close to Ichilov Hospital. According to my father’s stories, the baby lives there for ten days. At some point my parents receive a telegram, informing them that their baby has died. My parents ask to see the body of their son, but there isn’t a body. My parents go the Tel-Aviv police station and file a complaint, and they're told to go straight to Asaf Ha'Rofe Hospital, where their son's body has supposedly been sent in order to conduct an autopsy.

There is no body in Asaf Ha'Rofe. Who even authorized an autopsy? In this case my mother was a victim and easy prey to a doctor who knew the baby since it was a fetus.

During the years my parents searched for their son. In 2004 my mother died and ordered me to continue searching for my brother. In 2009 my father also asks me to continue my search. The only man who knows this story is the esteemed doctor. I called him on the telephone for fertility treatments for myself, but when he heard my family name, Kalman, he became scared and angry.

He said – "I told your parents, dead is dead. You will not find paperwork."

I have news for him, I do have paperwork, but I won’t go into details about that now. All I will say is that in 1968, the WIZO Pre-Mature Baby Institute on Shaul HaMelekh Avenue, Tel-Aviv, was actually closed. They were not supposed to be admitting pre-mature babies. The WIZO institute was actually a hide-out. The baby was transferred to Soroka because a special department for that was opened there. It is clear to me that my brother was kidnapped and adopted.

It is important for me to fulfil my parents' dying wish. All I want is that this "man", who is my brother, will not keep thinking that he was abandoned and that he has no name. He has a name and he belongs to a wonderful family, and we will meet.

Avishag Kalman