Golubov, Yehuda

Son of Hannah and Nathan. He was born on February 26, 1922, in Petah Tikva. When he was one and a half years old, his parents moved to Moshav Atarot, north of Jerusalem, where he grew up and was educated until he was drafted. After graduating from elementary school in the village he began to work in his father’s farm and stood out with diligence and responsibility. Yehuda was a tall, fair-eyed young man, simple and humble in his manner and enlightened to people, yet with a stormy soul, full of wonder and asking to descend to the roots of phenomena in his life and the life of his people. He was eager to read books, and wrote in his diary: “I read the ‘period’ and my head dizzy on me … What a wealth of literature … What poetic treasures: Heine, Lermontov, Shimonovitz, Frishman … They are prayer beads … ” There was also Baruch. He wrote about everything around him, about the landscape, about the villagers and about the distress of his Lev and his experiences in many diary passages, letters, poems and thoughts. During the Second World War he volunteered and held guard positions in different positions and secured the water pipelines to Moshav Atarot. When the terrible news of the Holocaust of European Jewry came out and the call for volunteering by the National Institutions was issued, he enlisted in the British army’s “zero” units. With the establishment of the Jewish Brigade, he was assigned to the Third Battalion, and along with his comrades he underwent extensive training in order to fight the Nazis, and the brigade moved to the front in Italy. , And when he reached the top of the mountain, he encountered German sniper fire that covered their retreat from one of the houses, and one bullet hit Yehuda’s forehead and killed him on the day of 28 April 1945. He was brought to eternal rest in the cemetery of the Brigade in Ravenna, Italy He was 23 years old when he fell, leaving two parents, a brother and two sisters, in a poem from his last poems, Yehuda wrote: “Sometimes with eyes wide open, The Jews … / Millions in a thousand deaths were killed / Cemeteries of life from across fields / Thousands on roads, forests, lost borders / In a cold, cruel world, hearts did not move … “This poem and others sent from the Brigade to the poet David Shimonowitz. The eulogy for his death was written by Shimonovitz: “You did not merit, dear Judah, to caress the soil of your holy vineyard … In the land of strangers, far from the fields of your blessed village, you are carved with the graves of other fighting brothers and dreamers.” Yehuda’s name was commemorated in the book “The Jewish Brigade” Memorial “Yehuda and Zalman Bnei Atarot” published by the Youth Committee of the Moshav Movement and the organizations (Nissan 1946). Location of Kibbutz IV.C.8 Unit Palestine Regiment Rank Private.