Abutbul (Sahrawi) Moshe (“Morris”)

Son of Father and Hannah. He was born in 1947 in Morocco, where he studied in his hometown in the elementary school of “Em HaBanim” and immigrated to Israel with his family in 1962. After arriving in Israel he began studying at the “Torah and Crafts” vocational school in Netivot. He moved to the Hashomer Hashomer Institute near Tiberias and completed his studies there, was a member of a sports organization, was active in the Gadna and received a gold medal in target practice. In his free time he liked to listen to music over records, and in his pleasant voice he would sing songs for the family. A good Lev is right inside him. He would take care of everything, encourage everything and willing to help anyone in need. Above all, he was anxious about the fate of the state. He wanted to enlist in the IDF, but since his brother served as a combat medic in an armored brigade in the Sinai and because of the parents ‘opposition, Moshe refused to join the army, but the Six Day War and all the events in the following months caused a change in the parents’ resistance. In the IDF, he served on the Jordan River and participated in the pursuit and operations in the Golan Heights, where he volunteered for the Medical Corps and was sent to a combat paramedics course, and was stationed in the northern region of the Suez Canal as a paramedic. At home he did his best to calm her down and ease the tension, According to the unit’s doctor, he did this work with dedication, as an irreplaceable holy service, and was chosen as the responsible person for his work. (19.8.1969) fell on a battle in the Suez Canal area from the bullet of an Egyptian sniper when he came to the aid of a civilian who was involved in the fortifications and submitted it to him help. Only after his fall did his family learn for the first time where he had served. He was brought to eternal rest in the Ashdod cemetery. His brother said about him: “Moses was the flower of the family.” His friends said that he was a quiet, pleasant and kind guy who loved to help others. He was able to project security and joy of life to all those around him – from ordinary soldiers to an experienced commander, so his friends and commanders in Maoz assessed him as a fighter and a friend. A Torah scroll in his name, in memory of his death, was written after his fall and was put in the synagogue for the descendants of his book in Ashdod.