Hecht, Alexander (“Alshe”)

Son of Hirsch and Marilla. He was born on October 14, 1949 in the city of Liberec in Czechoslovakia. He graduated from elementary school and was a member of the Pioneer youth movement. He raised rabbits, went hunting in the forests, practiced water sports and participated in kayaking competitions. He had never known fear and nothing had deterred him. In 1965 his family immigrated to Israel and Alexander joined the “Youth Aliyah” after three months. In this framework, he was accepted to the ORT school in Magdiel where he studied electronics. Alexander soon became acquainted with the Hebrew language and excelled as a diligent student in all subjects. In Israel he continued his varied athletic activities and participated in the four days marches. In leisure he knew the pleasure of reading books. In the company of the students, he behaved quietly and modestly, thus winning their hearts. Every person helped with a good word and advice, and when he expressed his clear and measured mind, without too much sophistication, it was plausible. His fondness for life and for nature, which began with the form of life he had conducted in Czechoslovakia, had grown stronger and stronger. During his studies at Magdiel, in the vicinity of the boarding school, he lived in charge of the guards in the area and always had at least one horse. Alexander took advantage of every moment to groom the horse and ride it on the paths and among the orchards. This love did not fade even when he went to study electronics at the technical school in Haifa and after he was drafted into the IDF, he was drafted into the IDF at the beginning of February 1968, and as an electronics technician was assigned to the Signal Corps. But he himself requested a posting to the Southern Command and served in the Canal until the day of his death. His period of service was difficult and dangerous. He was miraculously saved from bombardments and shelling and his family already believed that he was immune to bullets and bombs. On October 3, 1970, Sgt. Alexander died of wounds sustained when he returned from the work of paving a telephone line with his friends at the dock post, which was constantly bombed. The family wrote to his commander: “Alex came to the company as a communications technician. – Over time he turned out to be an artist technician. Instruments passed under his hand were like clay in the hand of the creator. His friends loved him for his good character. He could joke with everyone and hurt their pain when needed. – – – In the last two months worked tirelessly. It was correct for every call to repair the damaged radios and to pave new lines, out of concern that the front line would enjoy a strong and promising backbone. That night Mr. Alex set out to pave the way for an isolated and isolated outpost, a connection whose vitality was unquestionable. In the bitter cold and rain Alex worked with his quick and efficient manner, paving the line and establishing the connection. – – – You lost a precious son and we lost a great professional and evil to all of us. May his memory be blessed. “His name is engraved on the plaque commemorating the fallen of the school in Magdiel and appears on the monument commemorating the fallen of the 52nd Battalion of the Givati ​​Brigade near Ashdod, and a grove of hundreds of trees was planted in his memory in the Jerusalem hills.