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Hamburger Humor 

Written by Storyteller: Sarah Peppel   Comments: 7

Hamburger Humor: Keeping Wits Among Absurdity

Freefalling through empty space, Dr. Lew Hamburger soaked in the sky, the weightlessness, the view of the earth unlike anything he’d experienced before strapping himself to a tandem instructor 10,500 feet in the air and jumping out of a plane. Known for his humor in times of distress, even Lew was silent in awe of this moment, not that anyone would have heard him anyway except for a few birds and the clouds.


Having a signed his life away in a slew of release forms, Lew laughed to think what his lawyer friends would say even as he joked with the instructor as the plane door swung open.


“Does anyone ever stop at this point?” quipped Lew before stepping into nothingness for a 45 second free fall before the rip cord was pulled and the two divers, one seasoned - one newbie, floated to earth.


Lew now recommends the experience as valuable therapy to his patients, especially depressed ones, to help them face their personal fears; because, in sky-diving, “you just go and you think if I can get past this fear I can do almost anything.”


“It’s all about trust and realizing how simple life really is,” shares Lew, who is often asked about his own story when trust in a terrorist’s ability to hold his weapon was the only thing between Lew and sudden death – a moment which infused in Lew the ability to look at the way he handled life in a whole new light.


It was the late seventies and Lew went to work like any other day. Sitting in his office, he wasn’t prepared for the angry gun-men who entered the building and forced out men and woman with machetes and guns. Hearing them enter his floor, he attempted to hide with a secretary in a closet only to be found and dragged out.


Several hostages sustained ugly wounds from the machetes as they were brought to one central holding area in the building. Near them, an office was rearranged to behead the hostages as the terrorists saw fit. Fortunately the room was never put to its intended use. In one of the other buildings attacked, a man was killed. In Lew’s building the terrorist collected their unwilling participants in their charade of religious revenge.




“Several hostages sustained ugly wounds from the machetes as they were brought to one central holding area in the building. Near them, an office was rearranged to behead the hostages as the terrorists saw fit.”



Getting 70 plus people to the bathroom became a logistical issue, and when it was Lew’s turn one of the gunmen began to untie the tight knots that held Lew’s arms behind his back.


“Who tied these damn knots?” asked the frustrated man who no more wanted to deal with the knots than worry with whether Lew made it to the bathroom.


“I did and I’d kill that man if Allah would let me,” said the terrorist who had found Lew and the secretary in the closet, and lifted his weapon in Lew’s direction.


“Put the gun down. There will be plenty of time for killing,” said another terrorist, waving off the threatening words with impatience, as Lew’s eyes flew from man to man, not exactly sure how this would end, thinking of his family and his daughter’s Bat Mitzvah planned for the coming Saturday. Would he be there for it?


“Well, if he is still here when we start, he’ll die first,” continued the defiant gunmen, determined to have the last word.


The man still struggling with Lew’s knots asked, “Do you still need to go to the bathroom?”


“I think I just did,” replied Lew, unable to hold back a little humor in the situation, despite the utter gravity of it.


Now labeled the number one target, he sat back down in the room with the other hostages. His colleague whispered, “What’d you come back here for? We don’t know whether he is a good shot or not!”


Nervous giggles broke the silence and Lew instantly realized what humor could contribute to help people through the toughest, scariest of times. He had to give an ironic smile himself.


Several days would pass before three Arab ambassadors negotiated their release, using the Koran as their guide. Early Saturday morning at 3 AM, the hostages were allowed to leave and join their families at a local church.


Shortly after reacquainting, Lew’s daughter asked “Are we still having my Bat Mitzvah today?” A simple “you bet” was all that was said. He was relieved to be there period, with his family and friends. Working years in disaster work and trauma care, Lew would see many more people struggle to come to terms with their various personal struggles. He would often tell others that once an incident is over (like in domestic abuse or rape), you can choose not to let what happened to you define you.


“You can choose not to be the victim anymore,” says Lew. Coming from a man who grew up with the last name Hamburger, Lew learned the value of laughter to diffuse many tense situations, from cranks calls to being called out in the army right when you want to be invisible.


Through with his sky-diving debut, Lew would share “If I’d let my fears rule me, I wouldn’t have experienced this.” Through his own traumas, including the hostage situation, he says, “I can’t let my fear rule me. You have to find humor in the mess and move on.”


Bio: Dr. Lew Hamburger worked in psychotherapy and social work for most of his career, mainly with people suffering from pretty heavy stuff - depression, suicide, trauma. He also worked with Katrina survivors and now volunteers with a fire department as a trauma counselor who assists on calls. After years of being a therapist, he learned that humor is essential. He now speaks on the topic and has presented at humor conferences. He also wrote a guidebook called “Can't Find the Will Power?” available on Amazon.com.



Thank you Lew, for sharing your Story with us.


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Aug 2007
Antje Wilsch said:
posted on Sep 04, 2009

Where did that hostage situation take place? how scary!! I love that the one guy asked you why you came back, isntead of what, sacrificing yourself? geeezzzz....... great story

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Brian Childers said:
posted on Sep 04, 2009

made me smile when you had an accident while the terrorist was getting all macho on you (and, erm, glad you survived!)

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Feb 2009
Lillian Jameson said:
posted on Sep 06, 2009

Talk to us, tell us more about this ordeal please. We're very interested.

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Jan 2008
Suzan Kilner said:
posted on Sep 10, 2009

This is like a "teaser" great intro story to more. Lew, I hope that you contribute to this site with stories becuase I'd LOVE to read more about your ordeals - you sound pretty fascinating and have had some wild things happen. The community here is wonderful too, so reach out if you need anything. Someone will answer :)

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Dr. Lew Hamburger said:
posted on Sep 10, 2009

Thanks, guys for taking time to respond.  I'll try to cover the comments/ questions. Antje:  It toook place in Washington, DC back in the late '70s.  We were in the B'nai B'rith building, about three blocks from the White House, but the terrorists (american muslims--most taxi drivers in their "day jobs") also took city hall a few blocks to the east and the National Moslem Moqque, a mile or so out Mass. Ave.   There are, of course, details about the event, but frankly, the message we took from it was that trauma presents opportunity-- to focus on what really gives meaning to your particular time on the planet and a few lessons about unanticiapted bad scenes--- run like hell and if you can't run, find something, anything, to laugh at.  Otherwise, it can rule your life when you get through it.  And figuring out how to get through it-- keep your mouth shut, make yourself small, focus on family, friends, purpose, and laugh--to yourself--  will give you a backlog to think about.   On the other hand, I have no idea how I would respond if caught in this mess again! We'd figure it out on the fly, eh?
I can tell you that bwhen the guy told the group I was going to be "first to die" I did NOT see my life flash before my eyes-- to the contrary, I recall exactly what I thought-- "I'm a lucky guy, great wife, great kids, great folks, great life-- just take me out; don't wound me."  (I'm opposed to pain!)  And I'm still saying those things three decades later-- a lucky guy!
Luck or otherwise, I haven't been in too many trauma scenes myself since then, but that event was one of the triggers that moved me into disaster response work and I've worked fires, tornadoes, hurricanes, and accidents off and on since.  Met wonderful people who taught by example how to endure suffering and not let it rule their lives... and how to be grateful for what we have-- the anti-dote to our entitlement epidemic.
Oh yes, my career was as a Clinical Social Worker but I've also run agencies, Settlement House, and psych hospitals in addition to the therapy and teaching.  

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Kristen Kuhns said:
posted on Sep 10, 2009

I remember that incident. We actually studied this in one of my classes at uni. Our professor was the assistant to the Ambassador to Iran during the hostage crisis (he had returned to the USA just prior to the takeover so he wasn't involved), but I recall him discussing this incident. So crazy that it happened and that you were there. But I love your wit and humor and if you need anything on the site, just holler!

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Olga Pinashova said:
posted on Sep 11, 2009

I never heard/read/studied that incident. I wonder why. It was foretelling of much to come....