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Bregman, Dror (“Drori”)

Bregman, Dror (“Drori”)


Son of Eliyahu and Shoshana. Born on November 16, 1949 in Tiberias. He studied at the Erlich elementary school and in high school (both in Tiberias). Dror was drafted into the IDF in the middle of August 1968. Since then, he has been in uniform since his father was a police superintendent, his older brother was a career army officer, and he felt he had a duty to continue the tradition: “If I am not an officer, “They will throw me out of the house.” He did not say that as a joke, because he often covered serious thoughts with humor, and remained loyal to his unit and went through all the stages, from basic training to command posts. In his wisdom, he was able to remove unnecessary barriers in his relations with the soldiers, and as such he was considered the “hard nut” cracker of the unit. Who managed to take control of a “wild” platoon, who believed that she deserved special rights because of her long standing. His friends said that they could not explain exactly how he did it, one can only guess, first of all, he seemed to have revived his personal fascination, and second, he was as full of a good spirit as they were, And the caretaker when he stood, for example, on the sting of iodine when it comes to meticulous cleanliness of the weapon; But most of all they knew that if Dror had accounts, he would do them himself and would not let the outsider interfere. One of his friends said during a conversation: “Sometimes we would stand wide-eyed in the face of the utter seriousness of his actions, and if we were subjects we passed easily because we were well versed in detail, he would be furious at us for doing so. He was not quiet until he collected every drop of information until he knew of every stone and every twist on the way to action, and there was no limit to his desire to absorb more and more, and this restlessness would have disappeared immediately by taking the first step across the border. Even when they were far from it, and he determined that the responsibility applies only to him and that it is impossible to influence him He was restless, and especially the eagerness to be constantly on the move, as he was eager to be constantly on the move, was eager for operational activity, there were routine actions that every soldier or officer was trying to avoid but Dror did not always have. It is clear that he is prepared to replace anyone who wants to be released from action. ” Dror felt a strong desire to settle accounts. When he went into action, he did not think only of the “job” he was about to do, and during the firing he would say, “This is a payment for the Katyusha in Kiryat Shmona.” Or “it’s for a bomb thrown at Safed.” Every act of terrorists personally hurt him and provoked him personally. Each of their assassination made him feel that the fact that they had succeeded is his private failure. “At last we are responsible for the security of the children of Kiryat Shmona and for the welfare of the people of Zarit and Safed, and if there is no quiet, if they penetrate, it’s like a disgrace,” he said. During his service he reached the rank of lieutenant and was in the career army. Two days before the big raid on Fatahland, his vehicle rode up on a bazooka ambush between Birnit and Shatula and Dror, as the company commander in those elite units, fell while carrying out his duties. It was a light day on February 24, 1972. He was brought to eternal rest in the cemetery of Upper Nazareth, and only a short while earlier, the GOC Northern Command, Mordechai Gur, wrote a statement of appreciation for his actions in rescuing soldiers from a half-track Minesfield on Day 1November 0, 1971, with great self-risk. The commander of Dror’s unit wrote a letter of condolence to the bereaved family in which he said: “During his service he underwent a series of positions and courses and spent most of his time in operational employment on the northern border, and Dror was involved in many operations across the border, We have lost a talented young officer with a future and above all friends and comrades. ” A long article on Ma’ariv published in “Days and Nights”.

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