Crouched, Samson

The youngest son of Hannah and Mansur. Shimshon was born on February 19, 1954 in Tel Aviv. Was born to a family of four boys and girls. In the early 1930s, Samson’s parents moved from Eden to the Promised Land out of longing and Zionism. They were believers and God-fearing people who, despite the difficulties and hardships they experienced in the days before the establishment of the State, were happy to be in the land of Israel, their land. This happiness, together with faith, led to the establishment of a national religious home in which deep and deep love of the homeland was the air they breathed. The father found a way to serve the country in the security field and maintained secrecy. Modesty, honesty, respect for others and waiting in secret were a way of life and a decree of inheritance. In this atmosphere Samson grew up absorbing the values ​​of patriotism and giving. The family clung to the love of the homeland even when it became a bereaved family with the fall of Shlomo, the eldest son, during his military service. In this house the concept of “love of the homeland” was not a cliché. His family says that Shimshon had a lovely personality. He was the “clown” of the family, a copycat, an entertainer, full of humor, loved to sing, to be happy and happy. The smile was always on his face. He conveyed warmth, ease, love and kindness. A foreigner was immediately aware of the positive energy that flowed from him. He was undoubtedly an occupying personality. Shimshon completed his studies at the Tachkemoni State Religious School and later studied at the Air Force Technical School in Haifa, where he was trained as a Skyhawk mechanic. After graduating, Shimshon enlisted in the army. In the Yom Kippur War he reached as far as Jabel Ataka. During his service, Shimshon was injured twice and hospitalized for several months at the Rambam and Tel Hashomer hospitals, where Shimshon sought to express his desire to serve and work for the community, and found her in the police. He joined the police on November 9, 1983. He served in a variety of positions: a community police officer in the Community Police Division, an officer in the Central Unit, a police detective and his last position – a technical surveillance detective in the Military Police. Police work was his great love. She occupied a significant place in his life and his being. Was important and special in his eyes and therefore gave it all. Shimshon stuck to his tasks and stubbornly achieved his goals. Shimshon loved his friends and commanders, who brought back love and appreciation. Another love in Samson’s life was his family. He was married to Shlomit and they had two twin daughters, Roni and Lior, whom he was proud of. He liked to carry both of them together on his hands and walked like a proud peacock. He fed them and hung them with great pleasure. Before the twins entered the first grade, Shimshon prepared furnished rooms, books and suitable and pampering equipment. But Samson did not get to see them going up to first grade. In April 2004, a serious illness was discovered in Samson’s body. He fought like a lion stubbornly and bravely for the disease, and made sure to report to work every day even when he was exhausted after all the difficult treatments. But four months later, on August 13, 2004, the illness gave him up. The anti-Samson fell during his service. He was fifty years old when he fell. He was buried in the Kiryat Shaul Military Cemetery in Tel Aviv. He left a wife and two daughters. “We lost a beloved and charming person that we miss so much, but his good memory is engraved deep and strong in our hearts.”