Ben Florika and Dan. He was born on January 2, 1982 in the city of Glatz, Romania, to Alexander. When he was six, the family immigrated to Israel, and Boaz began his studies in Be’er Sheva. At the end of first grade, the family moved to Kiryat Bialik, and Boaz moved to the Habonim elementary school. Three years later, they moved to Yokneam, where Boaz studied at Tidhar Elementary School and at the Reali High School in Haifa. During his last year of high school, Boaz went to study at Ankori School in Haifa, and his teachers say: “In the only year we met Boaz we found a quiet, gentle, courteous and cultured young man. He was always very pleased, very well-behaved, and brought the staff to see him, thanks to his personality and achievements in studies, for the outstanding certificate he was awarded at the end of the year … We loved him for being a student in our school. “He was interested in sports, spent long hours in the gym, played soccer, basketball and tennis, and had close friends with whom he loved to travel and travel. They knew you would never understand what a wonderful and special person you were. A person who always had a smile on his face, always knew how to help and listen even in the light and difficult moments. You had lots of hobbies: sports cars, new stereo systems, and black music… Not a day goes by that we do not remember anything special about you. You were always like a brother to us. “In December 2000, Boaz enlisted in the IDF. He began his service with the military police, but due to medical problems he moved between several units until he was stationed at the base of the Education Corps at Tel Hashomer, where he served for three and a half months. During this period he integrated well, managed to acquire friends and became a serious, responsible and quiet soldier. On July 30, 2001, Boaz fell in the line of duty when he was 19. He was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Haifa, leaving behind his parents and brother, and most of his service was performed by Lt. Col. Orna, To him: “Boaz, I already miss the quiet in you, the seriousness, the spirit of volunteerism, the responsibility and devotion that characterized you so much, and not only me, but also all the officers and soldiers in the industry, and especially the children I have not yet had the courage to tell them. I am sorry that I may not have had enough support for you, and I am sorry for a handsome soldier and a good-looking soldier who, in the course of the joint service “Just a simple boy went … Boaz my boy-soldier, you are comfortable among the clods of the earth, to which I unfortunately have not connected so much, and I hope that the angels of heaven will guard you with all caution – for you deserve it.”
