Son of Ora and Yehuda. Born on April 10, 1959 in Tel Aviv, the eighth generation in Israel, he was named after his great-grandfather Nahum Weinstein, one of the founders of the city of Tel Aviv, a brother to Dafna and Daniel, who grew up in Tel Aviv. “Tel Nordoi”, and continued his studies at the city’s high school, which excelled in mathematics, physics and languages, discovered talent in various sports such as basketball and soccer, and Beckett was the best in high school competitions. Cute, tall and handsome, his hair blond gold, crowned with curls, and pale blue eyes, a son who always smiles in his lips, joins his family and his friends, Moishele joined the IDF on 21.08.1977 served in the Ordnance Corps and A turtle in a valley. During his military service he was injured, and as a result underwent a series of difficult operations and transplants for three years. During all the hospitalizations he knew how to encourage the family, did not complain, and said, “Mom and Dad, it’ll be all right.” Staff Sergeant Moshe Cohen fell on Thursday, July 6, 1981. He was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Kiryat Shaul, where he placed his parents, sister, and brother, and received letters from friends and neighbors, especially elderly and handicapped. In one of the letters, a disabled old man writes: “Moshe would see me with a basket of groceries from the grocery store, would pull the basket from me without words and put it next to the door of my apartment on the fourth floor.” Yosef Harish, who was the attorney general: “… Moisheleh, unlike so many other neighbors here, was not suddenly cut off by one stroke of narrow and narrow Vib. He died in his soldiers who clung to him as a soldier, while serving and following his service. But his sacrifice is no less than that of war-dead, of the fallen on the battlefield. On the contrary, in one respect his fate and his own sufferings were difficult. That death did not come to him as a snatch, but rather slowly, and he struggled with it with supreme heroism, without the creak of a tooth, and with no trace of complaint-neither toward man nor toward heaven. “I was first aware of the signs of the malignant disease when I was accidentally invited to the home of his father, my good friend, and I saw the purity of his Lev and soul at once, Yehuda, his good father, Told me at the same time that the follicle himself had the advice and blessing of a rabbi and saint in Israel – to analyze Moisheleh in order to remove the tumor, as demanded by the treating physicians, or to expect nothing to be saved from heaven, as the advice of others. And to strengthen his Lev, and also the Lev of his father, my Lev wept in my midst, seeing, not instinctively but with a real eye, the nails of death gnawing slowly at the body Which is gradually dissipating – agony cleanses the body and soul of a person. They also purify all his sins. And we find it written: ‘Is this a way to bring man into the life of the World to Come? This means that this is the degree of torment “(Genesis Rabba 9). “When Moishele’s time came to be rid of the world, he was already purified and polished with agony, pure as the Angel of God, knowing that he had suffered the terrible and terrible suffering of love, and even when he was stricken with death, he did not complain, groan, And for all the care of the service of nothing that they bothered to eat in his patients, he made a point of apologizing for it and expressing a great deal of gratitude for it. And when she was gone, the days of mourning were over. During this long year, I saw Cohen’s house with its severe suffering, its great grief and the sense of bereavement surrounding each of them. “A lot of tears poured out and poured all his loved ones on him during the eYear. It is already said: ‘Whoever sheds tears on a person who is holy, blessed be He, is a soprano and puts them in the house of his archives.’ “So the pitcher was filled, and the great amount of tears stored in it would stand in Moisheleh for the end of days. And you, his parents and family, who live for his good and blessed memory, now command, for the sake of peace and rest, to stop mourning, weeping and eulogy. It is a duty and a commandment, according to the laws of mourning for Israel, “not to make things too difficult for the dead” (Shulchan Aruch, Tractate Rato). Just as it is a mitzva to mourn relatives, so is the mitzvah – for the sake of life and for the dead – to stand and stop mourning, when the lid is filled and a cup of haggunim is recited. “Therefore, the laws, in taste and wisdom, determined the wisdom of life, measurements and lessons for mourning: three days for weeping, seven for eulogies, thirty for ironing and haircut, and 12 months for abstinence from pleasures and pleasures. “The lid is finished today.” From this point on, the Holy One, blessed be He, says: “This is how the teacher of the Shulchan Arukh says: ‘You may not feel sorry for him more than I do.'” But I loved you, the Cohen family, and I moved on my principles and dimensions, and also on my reluctance, and I came here to worship here only to bring you this message of request and supplication: Please, from now on, Because there is hope for the end of Moishele, with his brother, the holy soldiers, he is in the house of God, and in your Lev and Lev he always lives. ” (This page is part of the Yizkor memorial project held by the Ministry of Defense)
