Mordechai (Moti), son of Rosa and Abraham, was born on April 18, 1953 in Jaffa, where he attended the “Rishonim” elementary school in Bat Yam and spent two years studying at the Holtz vocational high school in Tel Aviv and two years , And in the summer of 1970 he successfully passed external matriculation exams, a lively and lively youth was Moti, and his friends affectionately called him a “redhead.” In elementary school, he excelled in his art classes: “Moti’s works were the most Yaffa, the most precise. His work rate was very dizzying, “his friends say, noting that he had gold hands, and with his own hands he built the symbol of his school, a symbol that still stands at the entrance to the building. “In his city. His fellow movement members said that on walks and in camps, Moti was “attached” to the hammer. He diligently plugged pegs, tied ropes, and set up a tent after another. “When they planned to prepare a field or build a tower, they turned to Moti, and then they appointed him as the tribal storekeeper, and he was responsible for the maintenance of the equipment and did his work impeccably.” School hours were the “trickiest part” of the day. In his spare time he was busy and busy; From an early age, he volunteered to work at the Magen David Adom station, as an assistant medic, was on duty on Saturday nights and went out with his colleagues for special operations. Moti was also a sports fan, played basketball in his school team and participated in the games of the “Elizur” Daughter of-Yam basketball team. He was also fishing and diving. When one of the Israeli youth delegations left for the Netherlands, Motti was chosen among those leaving. “The Dutch girls were fond of him,” said his good friend Shmuel. “They were playing in the curls of his red hair and were surprised at his tall stature, and I remember how he sat in the midst of the merry group, everyone sang ‘Red is character, red is color,’ and he smiled …” Mordechai was drafted into the IDF, And was assigned to the infantry corps on the eve of his induction into the IDF. He rejected their pleas to serve with them in the framework of a Nahal unit: “The Nahal is doing nothing, half the time enjoying the kibbutz, and this is not military service!” – ceased. “Moti wanted to make a real contribution,” said his friend. At first he took a parachuting course and was awarded “Paratrooper Wings”. Afterward, he studied combat paramedics and served as a combat medic in a field unit. Moti saw his future as a doctor and asked to study medicine at the end of his service. Despite the physical difficulties that awaited him in the unit, he did not complain or complain. He did his job impeccably, volunteered for special operations, did everything in his power to ease his comrades-in-arms. “In a lot of dropouts, Motti remains,” his friends said, noting that they remember him as a proud and dedicated soldier. When the Yom Kippur War broke out, Moti’s unit was sent to the southern front, and he participated in the braking battles and fought with exemplary courage and devotion. On October 15, 1973, Moti was a member of a team of half-tracks moving along a “farm” axis near the channel, while his half-track was hit directly. The crew members, including Moti, were killed on the spot. He was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Kiryat Shaul. He left behind his parents and brother. After his fall, he was promoted to First Sergeant. In a letter of condolence to the bereaved parents, the unit commander noted Motti’s activity as a combat medic: “Mordecai fit in well with his unitmates and was in the elite minority, who successfully completed combat training, and when he was sent to the course he discovered a new challenge and dealt with it successfully. To improve his ability as a combat medic … On the professional issues he was responsible for, he was found to be meticulous and orderly … His envy of the precious equipment he entrusted to him was for nothing … We lost an excellent medic, Members of “Magen David Adom” in Bat Yam read the volunteers’ room at the stationIn the name of Moti z “l.
