Kalimi, Yehuda

Ben Hava and Haviv. Was born on January 1, 1954 in Persia, and immigrated to Israel with his family in 1962. The family lived first in Kiryat Gat and later in Moshav Pe’amei Tashva, and Yehuda attended the “Mabuim” school in the area. He continued his studies at the Eshel Hanasi High School in the mechanics track, and was especially devoted to soccer and was a devoted son to his parents and brother, as his sister, Ricki, attested. And in general life. “Yehuda was drafted into the IDF in mid-November 1972. After basic training and training in a cooking course, he was placed in the air force and served as a cook. When he completed his regular service, his release certificate read: “A disciplined, enterprising and willing soldier fulfills his duties to the satisfaction of his commanders.” Yehuda started working in the Strauss dairy in Nahariya as a production worker. Due to his diligence and dedication, he was sent to the warehouse management studies and was promoted to the position of chief warehouse manager of the Strauss ice cream factory. “I found a wonderful man and an employee with a very high degree of dedication and responsibility,” says factory manager Micha Iluz. Over the years he married Leah. In 1985 their firstborn, Amir, was born, and two years later their second son, Liran, was born. As a family man, his wife says: “You were a devoted father to the children, and especially, you look after me, you did not miss us, you liked everything and especially my family.” Yehuda was called for reserve duty. On the 23rd of Tevet 5749 (23.12.1988) he fell during his service and was put to rest at the military cemetery in Nahariya. He left behind a wife, two sons – Amir and Liran, parents, brother Jacob and three sisters – Sigal, Riki and Smadar. In his memoirs, his colleague, Yigal Menahem, wrote: “I admired how he would appreciate his employees, give them a warm relationship and a sense of full belonging. The Nahariya Workers’ Council initiated a mini-soccer tournament in memory of his son, Amir: “I think that my most difficult is because I saw you fall on the floor and try to save your life … I went with my father to the soccer field and went home alone … Limping without a father. “And from the words of his second son, Liran:” Dad, I know this word from the stories … I left when I was in my diapers and did not know you. My mother told me that you were a wonderful person and it was a shame to lose a father like you. “