Avraham, the son of Ahuva and Aharon, was born on the 27th of Sivan (July 1, 1951) in Rehovot. He began studying at the “Sinai” religious public school in his hometown, and later went on to study at the “New Yishuv” high school in Tel Aviv. Afterward, he continued to study at the “Kerem B’Yavne” yeshiva. Avraham grew up in a family that nurtured the love of the people of Israel and the Land of Israel from their childhood, and endeavored to impart to them the values of the Torah, and especially the great rule of “Love thy neighbor as thyself.” And indeed, young Avraham absorbed the atmosphere of the house well and would discover in the way of his life the light hidden in it day by day, hour by hour. His many friends testify that what he saw in his youth was evident in his childhood, and over the years Avraham added the same dimensions that he had acquired in his home many degrees of his own, and did so in the hard way of “self-employment.” Avraham grew up in the Poham neighborhood in Rehovot, in an environment that is somewhat different from his own way of life, and he knew this from an early age and knew that it required him to do more. “He was chosen to be a member of the school committee and the center of the school celebrations, and was the driving force behind every activity.” His classmate, Y. Gosner, said: “At the end of the school year, his personality began to crystallize with good-heartedness, alertness, activism and a willingness to always help others. When we were in elementary school, we debated the question of where we would continue our studies. Avraham himself was the one who pushed the class to go to Yeshivat Nechalim, and indeed, thanks to this Shabbat, we continued to participate in this meeting. “Avraham himself, who always aspired to more, continued his studies at Yeshivat HaYeshuv Hahadash. Most of the residents of the housing project, however, did not condescend or move away from them, and he was close to them more than ever, in order to influence and impart to them their inner wealth. Which was not customary in “housing.” Another aspect, unique in Avraham’s image, was his relationship to his family. And his father and his father, and his father and his brother, and his father and his mother, and he was careful to observe the mitzvah of honoring one’s father and mother, out of pleasure and not out of duty. He went on to study at the Kerem Yeshiva, but did not stand out in his studies, but he persisted in the struggle with the hard material and worked Torah out of a deep fear of God, but nevertheless felt deep in his heart that he was not doing enough for his country and his people. His ability to enlist in the army. Avraham was drafted into the IDF in mid-January 1970 and volunteered for the paratroop brigade. After completing basic training and basic training period, he went out for a free service period in one of the country’s districts. Afterward, he was transferred to the Armored Corps and underwent basic courses in the Armored Corps. As was his custom during the period of study, so did the army, who insisted on all the difficulties. He even decided to perform the mitzva, a man who shakes his heels because of their frequency, to be an example of his new surroundings. He was stubborn and very strict with himself and gave in to others. He was always adhering to the tasks that were imposed on him and he demanded endless efforts. When volunteers were needed for missions that others wanted to avoid, Avraham was the first volunteer. During the Yom Kippur War, Avraham participated in the difficult battles that our forces conducted in the Golan Heights. He later took part in the battles to break into Syrian territory. On the 17th of Tishrei 5734 (October 13, 1973), he volunteered to rescue a wounded paratrooper trapped in a Syrian ambush around Khan Arnabeh. During this operation, his tank was hit by a direct hit and Avraham was killed. He was brought to eternal rest in the cemetery of Kibbutz Yavneh, near the Kerem Yeshiva. Survived by his parents and sister. After his fall, he was promoted to corporal.
