I lived and worked on Kibbutz Yagur in 1989 between April and October and the memories of that time are still very vivid in my memory. I worked in various jobs during my stay as was customary it seemed. I started working in the Lageen and Tuboplast factories, which I have to say, I look back on with great fondness. Although the work was laborious and dull, I always found that time a great time to reflect on my life and where it was going. I worked in the kitchen preparing food and in the dining room serving it. I worked in the fruit fields and even in the stores. My perfect job was my last. I delivered fruit and dairy produce around the kibbutz on a snall electric cart, which was great. Regardless of the work we did during our stay on Yagur, the overriding memory is of the people I met and the laughs we had. Drinking, chatting, chasing girls and generally being a reckless 20 year old are what I remember most about my time in Yagur.