Ben Michaela and Joseph. He was born on May 22, 1979 in Ganei Tikva. Twin brother to Uri, a younger brother to Vicky and Bella. Giora grew up in Ganei Tikva, where he took his first steps, where he began his studies at the Revivim-Rishonim elementary school and graduated from the Ben-Zvi High School in Kiryat Ono. A good student and loved by his friends. Giora was a sensitive boy who saw and understood people and, most important, loved them. But as much as he loved people, Giora disliked heavy frames, and always, in his short life, he tried not to succumb to frozen dictates that did not consider people. After his death, his family found a thick notebook with songs he wrote during high school. “I can not put my finger / just on the problem / And maybe I just lack my fingers / And I wish it all will be over already / School, Army, Preparation for life / And I’ll be a simple and calm man / And it does not necessarily conflict with a known person) / a wonderful woman, smart children / allow a piece of vegetable, maybe in the Galilee (and this does not necessarily conflict with a television program). ” His sister writes, Vicki: “… and I, the curator of all languages, if I had at my disposal, I would not find a combination accurate enough to tell only a small part of you, because how can you confine yourself to words, Good soul, beauty, sensitivity, depth of thought, sense of justice, love of man, patience, wisdom, honesty What is the name of your unique ability to expand the language with all kinds of inventions, flexible words so that they serve you correctly in your response About this world ?! ” At the beginning of August 1997, Giora enlisted in the IDF as a soldier in the 7th Battalion of the 7th Battalion, the Gaash Formation of the Northern Command, and it was difficult for him to accept the arbitrary framework. And the incomprehensible set of demands that the soldiers were overwhelmed in. He decided that if he was to become a commander in the IDF, he would try to do otherwise. He completed his course as a tank driver, and after completing his training, he was assigned to a tank commanders course, and was assigned as a trainer in the armored corps course at the Armored Corps School. To participate only in the week of preparation of the company’s team in the Golan Heights. “Giora was my commander, and he was the best commander he was, but his sudden death reminds me again of the regrettable fact that Giora never got a member of the team to mention it to him,” said Giora. “Giora had never concealed or excused things on one pretext or another, but he had presented us with the clear truth about what was going on around us, on the timetables and the exercises we were carrying out, and he believed that we, as soldiers , The right to know why we are doing everything, and the more we know, the more we can make the right decision We were working hard, if not always successfully, to satisfy him and prove to him that we deserve his respect. It’s also important to say a good word about a job that was done properly, and the army usually thinks only of the negative side, always pointing out flaws, mistakes or improperly executed work, and Giora would also criticize him when necessary, but also notes favorably when we acted correctly. In dealing with mishaps and personal problems, everyone was equal in front of him, both the best soldier and the most problematic apprentice.Throughout the course of the courses, Giora never lost his peace of mind, even in the face of the most terrible offense that the apprentices could have done. Giora would stand quietly and calmly explain the offense and its consequences, without shouting or humiliation, as other commanders would. Another thing that everyone knew about Giora was his charming cynicism. Always when he turned to the platoon he would speak calmly, even when he was angry, and he always treated it with humor. ‘Working on tanks,’ he said, ‘this is first of all fun.’ I would not exaggerate to say that Giora was the most admired and admired commander in the company. I was proud to serve under his command, and other soldiers, friends, were jealous of me for being my personal commander. “Our respect and appreciation for him as a commander prevented us from recognizing him as a human being, and there is nothing I regret more than the fact that I did not get to know him as a human being.” On December 10, 1998, Giora fell in the line of duty in a road accident that occurred when he drove as an escort of an army truck carrying iron waste. At the age of nineteen, Giora was falling. He was laid to rest in the military section of the Segula cemetery in Petach Tikva. Survived by his parents, twin brother and two sisters. After his fall, he was promoted to First Sergeant. The accident in which Giora was killed occurred at the junction of the entrance to the Kara’at Kara’a base in the Golan Heights, the base where he served. It was one of the first winter days of that year, after a particularly rainy night. About two years before, Giora wrote the song ‘A Year Without Winter’. In the introduction he writes: “January 4, 1997 – January, and we knew only a few drops, I am built from the winter.” / A clear air is the oxygen of my life / cold wind pushes me to continue. / Meanwhile I will lie here, half unconscious / and remember that winter, which passed / and with memories and great patience / I may live until next winter. ” In a letter of condolences written by Chief of Staff Shaul Mofaz, Giora said: “Giora was described by his commanders as a diligent soldier with a strong leadership ability, who showed great motivation for his job and volunteered for every mission. “Lieutenant Colonel Tamir, the battalion commander, wrote to the family:” Giora was a quiet soldier who did not emphasize his actions to his commanders, preferring to act efficiently and sensibly. His typical humor. Upon his return to the tank battalion, he asked to serve in an operational company. When asked why he asked for it, he replied that the strict discipline used by recruits in a track company did not match his style of command and character. His answer surprised me, for it is rare for a commander, who has just completed the commanders’ course, to formulate a command style. In my experience, it takes about a year. Giora behaved as a veteran tank commander from his first day in the battalion and became a fatherly commander of the rare kind that every unit commander wishes for himself. “
