Dina's voice was really melodic and pleasant.
At our Shiva, Dina would open the door and I would always be with friends every day at least once a day. 'Are you okay? you need something?"
After my brother Shmuel was killed maybe a month later, I do not know how long Dina and me they always very very wrapped my parents and mom had her really hard and Dina told her come we go to the sea and they took me and Shulamit and it is a trip that reminds me how Dina knew to be a real friend To my mother in her difficult moments.