Yitzhak (Tzaki), son of Sala and Zvi, was born on the 24th of Elul 5714 (21.9.1954) in Tel Aviv, together with his twin brother, Avi. A few years later, his family moved to Be’er Sheva. In this city he grew up and loved her very much. His childhood years were happily passed on to him in the arms of a loving family. He was a cheerful, smiling child and made his family and friends happy. At first he studied at the Achva elementary school and was a diligent and good student, although he was sometimes perceived as a mischievous boy. When he was nine years old, his family moved to the Omer neighborhood, a little distance from the city. Since both of his parents worked, the boys were assigned a completely independent agenda. They would get up early, make their own breakfast and sandwiches and rush to the bus, go to school. In the afternoon, they would return home and clean and arrange the house, to the delight of their parents. Yitzhak was a member of the Scouts movement for a short while, but left because he did not find any special activity in the nest. “Football can be played near the house,” he said. He continued his studies at the “Makif Gimel” High School and graduated there with the real track. There, too, he was a good student and excelled in mathematics. His teacher said in an evening in his memory: “I think Tzaki was an ideal student, and his friends, especially the girls, said he was a Yaffa but shy boy. “Tzaki always sat on the first bench, all the while quietly,” said the school principal, adding: “It was a pleasure to find such a community among the Riel, who always disregard the humanities.” Tziki was very quiet, closed and introverted. In society he hardly spoke and it took him a long time to establish a connection of truth with man; But when they got close to him, his positive qualities were discovered. He was a serious boy who did not like to play around, dance and chat at parties, and only in a small society would he open up a bit. He was calm, practical and endlessly patient. His father told him that he was sensitive and considerate of the feelings of others. For example, he brought the following story: When Tziki and a father of children used to take them to the synagogue once a year. When they grew up, they did not understand what the point was and Avi refused to accompany his father. But Tziki, who understood what was important to him, continued to go with him every year. He was a model friend and his friends used to gather in his home to study together. Tzaki knew the right time for everything. His friends used to tempt him to go out and play with them and he would grant them, but soon he would remind them that the time had come to continue studying. He had a well-developed sense of criticism and therefore argued against many things, but he had a sense of proportion and he knew how to distinguish between essential and care. So he preferred to do what he had to do with the positive view of things. He was a seeker of justice, resentful of the distortions he had seen in the world. He always tried to do the right thing and expected others to do the same. He could never lie, even a “white lie,” and his friends demanded the same standards of morality. Tziki loved working in the garden and building airplane models. During summer vacations he used to work in various jobs, partly because he hated to sit idly by and because he wanted to be independent. With money he earned, he went on trips and trips and later bought himself a motorcycle. He and his girlfriend Liora, and three other couples formed a cohesive group that rode motorcycles and babbled together on weekends. He always wanted to learn new things and when he found out that his knowledge of English was lacking, he devoted his days to learning this language. He had a great love for order, so that his family called him “Yak”. His neighbor and friend from the youth wrote: “He was the most closed man I know, and it is pleasant to sit down and talk to him about the surrounding friends, whom Tzaki is very interested in, about things that have happened in the past and will happen in the future.” Tzaki does not speak nonsense, – Tziki.The only one who managed to penetrate a little through the veil of his silence was his girlfriend all these years – Liora. Tziki loved the house and his family and was very attached to his parents, his brother and his sister. He helped his brother with his studies, not out of duty, but because it really mattered to him that his brother would succeed. With his parents he would sit and talk for hours, helping and encouraging them. He had never forgotten the date of any family event. When he was about to join the army, he wondered which soldier he would go to, but when he decided that he wanted to be a armored car, he struggled to fulfill his ambition, but he did not want to be a hero, but it was clear to him that he should join a combat unit. “Asked Yitzhak, who was drafted into the IDF in early 1972 and assigned to the Armored Corps. In his unit he was considered an excellent soldier, who loved the life of the crew and the tank and tried to fulfill everything that was required of him seriously and thoroughly. His vacations were rare, but when he got home, he never complained and had nothing but praise for the army, the armor, and the comrades. He grew up in the army and was friendly. Even during the difficult training sessions, when many nights passed without sleep, he helped everyone while giving up his few minutes of rest. His comrades in the unit, who saw his attitude toward justice, saw him as their representative. Whenever there were any complaints in their mouths, they turned to him to talk to the commander, and indeed he managed to straighten things out. Throughout his service, he had made sure not to worry his parents, and because he knew that his father was worried a lot, he often called home with a sincere desire to make him happy. In the weeks leading up to the Yom Kippur War, his company was stationed in a “feather” near the Suez Canal. Despite the high alert, the soldiers did not think that war was going to erupt, and Tzaki was immersed in plans for the tank commanders’ course, to which he was about to be sent. On October 6, 1973, about an hour before the outbreak of the war, the order was received to deploy the tanks and take up positions defending the goats, and as he advanced in his tank to stand and set up a turret, the tank was hit by an anti-tank bomb and all his crew were killed. He was brought to rest in the cemetery in Be’er Sheva. Survived by his parents, brother and sister. After his fall, he was promoted to corporal. In a letter of condolence to the bereaved family, his commander wrote: “Your son Yitzchak, served as a tank driver and was an outstanding soldier in an outstanding team, a soldier beloved to his comrades and commanders.” His family published a pamphlet in his memory.
