Ben Yehudit and Yosef. He was born on the 17th of Adar 5749 (21.2.1989) in Ashdod. Brother to Yogev, Danauer and Eyal. A beautiful, quiet and comfortable baby. A child with a special charm and strong presence from a young age showed leadership ability and the ability to put everyone around him. It was pleasant to be with Omar and many wanted his closeness. Omer grew up in Ashdod. He attended elementary schools “Yuval” and “Arazim” and continued to the comprehensive high school, where he quickly integrated, made strong connections and acquired friends who had as brothers. A special relationship was created between Omer and one of the teachers, and this served him as a father, teacher and friend. Omer studied psychology and sociology, enjoyed his studies and understood that in an intimate conversation from heart to heart, one can help and solve problems. In sports, Omer was a great fan of tennis, basketball and soccer, and even played for the local soccer team. He was a fan of the Maccabi Tel Aviv basketball team, did not miss a game and admired Anthony Parker. Omar was the living spirit and pillar of society. Energetic, active and entrepreneurial, organizing parties and social events. Thanks to him, the members enjoyed participation as a public in the “Kochav Nolad” program, from Hanukkah and Purim parties, and from many other and varied entertainment. If money had to be collected, Omar would take care of it and make sure to share the plans with everyone. Omar was a model and a source of pride for his parents and the whole family. For the children in the extended family was a role model and admiration. Wherever he went, he was successful, but he kept his modesty and was never arrogant. Was aware of the need to save and demanded nothing from his parents. When the first order arrived, Omar was very moved. He was interested and often asked questions in order to reach a corps in which he would best utilize his abilities. At the end of July 2007 Omer was recruited and assigned to the Armored Corps. Was full of enthusiasm and motivated to contribute and serve as a combat soldier. On October 2, 2007, Omer fell in the line of duty when he was eighteen and a half years old and was brought to eternal rest in the military cemetery in Ashdod, leaving his parents, two brothers and a sister. At night. Dreaming of you at night. And sees your image longing for embrace and love. And I’m trying to touch you in a dream and get another hug from you. But time passes and you are not here with us. And so the thought of living without you is very, very difficult. Your love for us has stood the test of life and you have no substitute in this world. And how deep you are in my soul, and in my heart, longing for you does not let go of me. Omar, you have been the mainstay of my life. And now that you’re not with us, my world stops and my heart is torn. “The days pass fast, and I remember you all the time / It’s the same thing, and I have to go on living now / also When you’re not here / You’re in my memory / And you’ll never run away from him / Where did you go, and where did you get / I know it’s hard / Leave suddenly / In the middle of a good life. // I was building a beautiful tower / together with you but suddenly / he fell and stumbled / And all that he left of him / it are small particles / which can only be built from today. “Omer’s teacher wrote:” Dear Omar, where do you start? To speak in praise is nothing easier, but there is nothing more painful either. … One after the other, pictures of the past year and the graduation ceremony pop in my head. In all of them you will remember your image as a child whose shy smile illuminated his surroundings, a child beloved and admired by all circles of society. Young and old, teachersFor students, girls and boys. I especially remember your picture from the graduation party as a beautiful dancer to the song ‘We are together under one umbrella’. You insisted on dancing at a party and also followed your good friend David. From the ninth grade I accompanied you as a coordinator and saw how you matured and formed. You brought your personal integrity and strive for the truth to be your sheep and iron assets. I have seen how you have preserved and nurtured genuine friendship, deep, sincere and supportive. There is no doubt that you grew up and educated on these values at home. In everything you did your developed sense of justice led you to demand to live in a better and more humane world. You always respected the elder and behaved politely, and I personally admired the simplicity and depth that lay within you, the unmatched patience, patience, and humility. Dear Omer, every parent would have been blessed with your child. A month has passed, but the pain is only getting stronger. Of all my teachers and my students, most of all. I had the special privilege to learn from you by way of land, friendship and friendship. Dear Omar, I will miss you as a student and I will miss you as a person, but a flower like you will never forget me. Rest in peace.”
