Banai, Yochanan-Dudu

Son of Ilana and Baruch. Yochanan-Dudu was born on April 22, 1984, at the Laniado Hospital in Netanya, where he was named Yohanan after his father’s grandfather, but when his parents returned from the hospital with his older sister, “Dudu Dudu”, and since then Dudu was known as Dudu, the second child of a family with five children, brother Meital, Omri, Linoy and Shani, who was able to keep himself busy for hours without needing his parents. The older ones grew up as twins, and for hours they played together and watched television together, and their amazing love was evident from their childhood, and they kept in close contact with each other throughout the years. When he continued to complain, he was taken to a hospital, where a beetle had indeed removed a live animal from his ear, and the doctor explained to the mother how dangerous it was, for the beetle began gnawing at the ear. Once, when Dudu was about four years old, his father told him the story “Shlomi,” written by Mira Mayer, and the next day his uncle implemented the story about his friend Vicki in the kindergarten, and his parents were called to take the boy full of mud … Dudu grew up in Netanya, Tzur “and completed his high school studies successfully at the SY Agnon High School. In his high school studies, he specialized in entrepreneurship and economics, and even began planning that after the army he would develop a prestigious clothing store that would sell only brand clothes. During his studies, as part of his personal commitment Dudu volunteered for activities in Magen David Adom. At a young age his uncle played tennis. When he got up he turned to another sport, basketball, and even played for the Elizur team in Netanya. Later he fell in love with jet skis, and he would like a motorcycle of his own. The family home, the parents said, was called “the home of Avraham Avinu,” since there was a clear difference between his introverted uncle and his uncle, who was a devoted, funny and foolish friend with his friends. Kobi, a friend of his uncle, said: “My friendship with him was simple and easy and with a lot of love for everything – conversations, military operations, girls, meals, and anything else you could think of, even if you drank chocolate in a bag … “Dudu grew up to be a modest and pleasant young man, who always knew how to show love to family and friends. He was a warm man, human and moral, who knew values ​​and commitment to others. Derech Eretz, joy, purity of language, love of people, fear of God, modesty and humility were the traits that characterized him. He liked to help and help, so he was a loved one and loved people. His uncle was very respectful of others, especially his respect for mother and father and always looked down at his conversations with them. He was a mother’s child, always with her. As a teenager, they used to go out together for sports, talking about everything that had happened in his life. The family and friends knew that his uncle was not gossiping and he was a confidant, and what he was told would not come from anyone else. His uncle kept the commandments and kept Shabbat. On Saturdays he used to go after the meal to the beit midrash, listen to a shiur, and sing Shabbat songs. His parents say that he was a hidden tzaddik who contributed a great deal, even from his meager military salary. Dudu enlisted in the IDF in December 2002. He served in combat engineering as a combat soldier in the “Lahav” battalion. In the course of his service he was trained on most of the heavy equipment, and his main role was the first D-9 operator in the force, the pioneer who was paving the way for the rest of the forces. As a combat soldier he participated in many operations, and only after his death did his family become aware of all his heroic deeds. Eran said, Dudu’s commander in basic training engineering corps: “… you wanted to be L.And despite the difficulties, you did everything and did not compromise … You were the good boy of the group, the shy one a little quiet, tired and hungry. When I met you on operational missions in Gaza, I felt safe when you were in the front and leading me to battle. “After two years as an outstanding fighter in the company, Dudu was chosen to serve as a commando combatant (Company headquarters), the company’s elite unit that operated in all operations in the Gaza Strip and the Philadelphi route, including the disengagement from Gaza. Dudu was a wonderful and exemplary soldier, a disciplined warrior and “a man like Peles” who always led the force with great determination and courage, and was an example to everyone. In the army, too, Jodeau maintained his humanity and the high morals that characterized him. On one of the operations, his parents say, he was ordered to demolish a house in the Gaza area, but he spotted a donkey tied to the side of the house and asked to be released before the demolition so he would not be killed. The commanders refused for fear of his uncle’s life, knowing that there were Palestinian snipers nearby, but he insisted, the donkey was released and sent away, and only then did his uncle destroy the building. “As a fighter in the platoon, Dudu took part in many operations: Operation Rainbow in Rafah, Operation Days of Repentance in Jabalya, etc. He led forces under fire with determination and courage. He liked to help and help with everything and took responsibility for the absorption of new soldiers in the company, and his uncle was admired by his commanders and friends, and the position he was elected in company headquarters was the most pronounced. At the same time, he was very devoted to the family and made sure to help at home, while maintaining a balance between the various commitments. ” During his service, Dudu was promoted to the rank of First Sergeant. Alon, who was a commander of his uncle, wrote: “Thanks to soldiers like you, I can be proud of the uniform I wear and not lose my way even when it is very hard and there is no more strength. Every human being and I tried to please everyone, to take care and help, every day anew, I learned a lot from you, I am proud of you and admire you. ” “They say there are people who simply can not be ignored, but not only that his uncle could not be ignored, it was impossible not to love him, the guy who always loved to help, the guy who was not afraid of anything, He was proud of who he was and the work he did, who would do anything with a smile that was always disguised in a tough guy’s toughness, and his uncle was not an ordinary guy, his uncle was a very smart guy with education, tradition and values ​​that you do not see every day. This is so that they will not think, God forbid, that he is too smart … But after I was with his uncle in every city and refugee camp in Gaza, Operation after Operation, His real, sensitive, intelligent uncle, the hero … Maybe that’s why I never really felt that his uncle was my soldier, that I had to be an authoritative commander beside him, he always felt more like my partners or friends, he always knew how to do what was needed and best And my favorite part was the special humor and stubbornness that made me laugh every time, when his uncle believed that what does not go by force goes with more force, and then with a bit of strength and a little more strength … “Assaf, a friend of the service, said:” Dudu loved the company very much. He gave the heart and the soul, if it is in helping the soldiers, in doing and building. His uncle was the company’s sergeant. “Lior, who served with his uncle, wrote:” You were a friend, a guide and an attentive ear when necessary. You knew how to make fun of the goodThat was bad, except for a smile from every nerve. You were always kind, nice and smiling. “It’s no wonder that the company commander chose you to be behind the wheel, you’re responsible, and you’re also running a laugh on a ride that’s supposed to be boring. When we closed the Shabbat with the company commander and we closed Shabbat in the outposts we waited for your positions, for the treats you bring us and your laughs with the company commander … We would sit in a room on coffee or cola, open a bamba or two and spend time with fun … ” In the course of his duty on 4 November 2005. He was killed two weeks before his release in a road accident on his way to his base in Nahal Oz, when he crossed the road at Sa’ad Junction when a truck hit him. He was brought to rest in the military cemetery in Netanya, leaving behind his parents and four brothers and sisters, and on his uncle’s gravestone, the family engraved a verse from the Song of Songs : “Dudi went down to his garden for the flower beds, to graze in the gardens and to pick up roses.” He told his uncle, his lieutenant colonel Ari: “Dudu was one of the best people in Israel, the core of the people. I was proud to be his uncle’s commander, and he will miss us very much. “Amir wrote,” Take me life, a whole world, a big heart, laughter that rolls in a voice, a loving smile, a painful look. Take me a life and leave me only a ceremony, a few words, candles, flowers and melancholy music … Dudu. How was it that you were born a year before, and I am five years older than you? “Amir wrote again:” … Mother is crying, she is reminded of you again, with a smile that illuminated the walls of the house at the end. The little sister is waiting for the return / embrace that enveloped us all in the heat. // And you are far away from here, the beautiful flower in the garden / Who thought that the day will come, that it will be so hard to say goodbye to you. “Dudu, your smile is with me everywhere.” Almog Arazi wrote and Avi Angel composed the song “Take care of me” in memory of his uncle: “How suddenly you disappeared, there is no way back / Your mission here is complete, such holy work has never been done.” I’m calling you at night, looking up at the stars / You look at me from above, from the heaven with all the angels “Keep me as you always knew, take care of me.” Hello, friend to his uncle’s service and room. And deep in the heart that no one, but no one, can fill … Dudu, the days without you do not pass. Every moment I am alone I remember and refuse to forget the beautiful period together, the arguments that quickly ended, the times we prayed together. And every prayer of yours was a prayer from the heart and in the name of heaven … Dudu, I lost a brother, a big brother who unfortunately will never return. And Kuti, who served with his uncle, wrote: “… I have learned from you some things that I have not seen in others, such as your optimism and your modesty. I feel it was a gift just to get to know you, just to draw some of your attitude and perception of life, as we talked about one of the trips. Maybe you were some angel who came into the world and projected what he radiated, and then you just went back up there to heaven. “Kobi wrote:” When God gives God a take, but the question is why you? Already with thoughts, we ask what you have already done upstairs. There is one thing you can not forget – it is you: the smile, the happiness, the faith, all the good in the world – that is you, “and he added by the letters of the name Dudu:” The ways of man are known, and the ways of HaShem are hidden, “Three months after the fall of his uncle, his parents visited the company where he served, heard about his service and told him about his friends.Where he was killed. A video was uploaded to the YouTube website in memory of Dudu, with pictures of him from his family life, between friends and the army. In Netanya, a Beit Midrash was established next to the Beit El Synagogue in memory of his uncle, Tiferet Yochanan-Dudu. In the beit midrash there are daily religious lessons throughout the day.