Ben Rina and Yitzhak. He was born on April 6, 1980 in Ramle. The eldest son of his parents, the brother of Hofit, and the sixth. Shahar was a baby, a boy and a healthy adolescent boy, plump, quiet, calm and with a shy smile. His charming and quiet character had already been discovered in his childhood, and he had accompanied him all his years. Shahar grew up in Ramle. He began his studies at the Sharett Elementary School, continued at Ben-Gurion School and completed his studies at the Neveh Yehonatan School. Shachar’s adolescence was filled with joy of life and youthfulness, trips and adventures. He chose to do high school in Amal Alef High School, in computers. In July 1998, Shachar was drafted into the IDF and after completing basic training, he went to the thirteenth grade as part of the reserve. A year later, he completed his studies successfully and was qualified as a computer technician. In May 1999, Shachar returned to the IDF and was sent to a course in systems technician, and was assigned to the Intelligence Corps at the Glilot base, “Shahar did his job with great professionalism, initiative and seriousness.” “Shahar was a quality soldier, a leader and a leader, who was pleasant and always helpful to those around him, because of his good heart and constant smile, was loved by his friends and very respected by his commanders.” And indeed Shachar always had a relaxed atmosphere around him, with the charming smile that sprinkled around him like magic powder. During his service Shachar participated in various courses, including advanced data communication courses, and was promoted to the rank of Staff Sergeant, and in 2001 he was chosen for an outstanding soldier and was awarded a certificate of excellence. In the gym and to maintain his physical fitness On April 7, 2002, Shachar fell in a traffic accident on the coastal road near the Caesarea interchange and was killed at the age of twenty-two, four days before the date Where he was supposed to complete his mandatory service and begin his career, and was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Ramle Parents, sister and brother. “A noble soul You are dawn. Strong and healthy, we will remember you forever, “the family wrote in the lines of the personal inscription on his tombstone:” It is not dawn, but the brightness of the day. “Shina writes:” Dawn is the first light of the morning, it is the light in the house, that is the golden light of the parents, that is the foundation of the family. Dawn is the never-ending happiness, it’s the eternal smile that is not forgotten, it’s the laughter that does not stop. This dawn is engraved on the tablet of my heart. “Isaac, the father, writes:” A day passes and a day is born, month by month. I walk in the same place, Chaim stopped on that black day … The longing grows day by day, the heart is broken to pieces … Here is my son upstairs, an angel in the sky, and looks at me and smiles at me painfully. We’ll meet up there. I am already old, but my son will always remain young forever, as strong and beautiful as ever. “From the words of the nurse:” You spoke and suddenly you were silent, you laughed and suddenly you seemed, That whatever you asked for, and whatever you wanted, I would. Shishi, Shachar’s brother, wrote in his memory the song “My Brother Today is an Angel”: “Only yesterday I saw you in uniform, and today we are no longer / Only the day before yesterday I saw you in uniform. Yesterday we are no longer / Only yesterday Yesterday we are no longer / Only today Yesterday we are no longer / Only yesterday you slept with me in the room / And today we are no longer / Even the objects / clothes are in the same place / as you left before you left / This is how my brother misses the conversations of the soul / misses a loving embrace / year of seclusionI was an angel and I am so sore. “
