Son of Zvi and Tzvia. Born on 6.10.1948 in Haifa, his father was one of the senior employees of the Jewish Agency in Haifa and one of the United Jewish Appeal’s activists, and since his childhood he has absorbed a Zionist home atmosphere as his father designed. Like the children of his surroundings, when he was 12 years old, he joined his father, who went with his family to various missions abroad, where he managed the offices of the Jewish Agency in Vienna and was responsible for the immigration that took place through Austria. Although he studied there at an international American school, he encountered many difficulties: studying with the children of gentiles, In addition to all these, Avraham-David saw every Austrian, Nazi and hater of Israel, and when Avraham returned to Israel, Avraham-David returned to school, and this time it was the first high school in Haifa. He learned three languages and learned to speak Hebrew, German and English, and was Simcha to return to Israel, where he received him with open arms and new friends and friends, and for three years before the beginning of the last year of high school, In Switzerland. The question was, did you take their son with them? The decision was given to him. Since he was a dedicated and loyal son, he chose to travel with them. In Geneva, he learned during the year with endless devotion, during the day and at night, and at the end of the year he took the Israeli matriculation exams that were held at the Israel mission in Geneva and were very successful. Both in Vienna and in Geneva he knew the problems of immigration and absorption and was drawn to this world of dedicated action for the absorption of brothers and voluntarily filled related roles. He loved literature and photography and devoted his time to collecting stamps, chess and various sports. In the middle of August 1967, Avraham-David returned to Israel and enlisted with his friends in the IDF, volunteering to serve in the Sayeret and being assigned to the Armored Corps, and during his service he underwent a sabotage course, and together with his comrades participated in various tours and courses. He did not send them in the letters, describing meetings with the Jordanian forces, including a meeting with an Arab youth who fell at the feet of Avraham David and asked for mercy for his soul, and his friends called him to be careful, otherwise the Arab would attack him, Left him alive and transferred him to the concentration of the prisoners.In the Karameh operation, which he described with excitement, But he did not inform the parents, but all of this happened before his parents returned from Geneva, and when they arrived in Israel, they were surprised that their son was not among those waiting for them in the port. After a short period of silence, he would visit his wounded friends in the hospital and only after a day would he open his Lev and tell his mother what was happening next to the canal. You take care of yourself! Avraham-David wanted to study at the Hebrew University of Jerusalem after his release and enrolled in international relations, political science, and history (he intended to join the diplomatic service). He received a permit from the university in Jerusalem for his admission as a student, and arrived at his parents’ home two days later, and spent his last holiday, Independence Day of the year 5730, at home. The same holiday also included Friday, and the father telephoned from his office to say that he would be home late because he had to attend the funeral of the son of one of his friendsA fallen Buddha. “Father, I ask you to come home, you have to gather strength, the next funeral that you will have to go to will be mine,” said Avraham-David, who answered the phone call for a moment. His Lev seemed to have predicted something to him. On May 16, 1970, Avraham-David went on a tour of the military cemetery in Haifa, and when he returned from the tour, he was hit in the entrance to the stronghold when the enemy was shelled and was brought to eternal rest in a military cemetery in Haifa. I knew from close up, while working daily, from direct contact during the period of his service in the unit. Your son was revealed to be an excellent commander, with qualities that each of us would be blessed with: courage, devotion to the mission, personal example and dedication to his soldiers. I remember his wounds, in which he was lightly wounded and insisted on returning to his unit – to return to the line of fire in the ditch. This reflects the qualities of the warrior who were rooted in him and the clear knowledge he knew the IDF needed – perhaps you will be comforted by the knowledge that your son did not fall in vain but on the honor and protection of the homeland. After Avraham-David’s death, the parents were invited to visit the home of President Shazar, who knew the family until Mimi, who was on a mission to Vienna. In those days he wrote a poem to Avraham-David, and now that the parents had arrived at the President’s Residence and received it warmly, the President remembered the boy and the poem he had written in Vienna, and again wrote the dedication. But he continued to sing the following verse: “Yinon is forever there David / among friends and I have a friend / his pure blood near the canal. In “Mabah”, the internal journal of Jewish Agency workers in Israel, in Kislev, 5731 (1971), an article by Avraham-David was included in the weekly “Face to Face” and articles in his memory were published in Yaniv Hatalmid, (Donated by Mr. Halbert of Toronto in Canada), a laboratory at the Bikur Cholim General Hospital in Jerusalem (donated by Mr. Leonard Fisher of Chicago), a garden in the Levi Eshkol Forest in Degania Bet (the contribution of the Young Leadership of the Hebrew University of Jerusalem) The Jewish Appeal in London), the David Hall Auditorium, the Beit She’an Community Center (donated by the Women of the United Jewish Appeal of America, the New York branch), Mr. (Donated by Mr. Garfield Weston in London), a forest on Mount Carmel (donated by Achdut, Manchester), a kindergarten in Eilat (donated by Mr. Morton Davidson and his wife from England.
