Yitzhak (Yitzko), son of Susanna and Siman-Tov, was born on June 14, 1946 in Israel. He studied at the elementary school in Givat Shmuel and then continued his studies at the Max Payne High School in the electronics course. Yitzko was not among the diligent students, but he did well in his studies. He devoted most of his attention to social activities, especially to the movement. He was a member of the Hashomer Hatzair branch in Givat Shmuel, and when that farm broke up and moved to Ramat Gan, he would go there every day. He was a very cheerful and energetic boy, the first and foremost of any prank or adventure. He was always kind to help others. He was older in appearance and manner, very capable of leadership, and so the whole group concentrated on him. Since he was a handsome young man, many girls followed him. When he was a mentor, he initiated the rehabilitation of the nest in Givat Shmuel, either because of social responsibility or because he preserved youthful kindness to the place where he grew up. He was one of the first instructors to be sent to the place and devoted a great deal of time and effort to his work with the campers. He also dedicated his spare time to Ken and worked hard to renovate, clean and arrange the club. During that period, he and his students were well-connected, and everyone noted his openness and friendship. Yitzko loved to go on trips and trips, both within the movement and in himself, and often go out and explore various places around the country. During all those years, his love for the kibbutz life and his life of cooperation grew, until he saw “fulfillment” as his destiny. He loved his parents and sister and had a close and friendly relationship. For hours he would sit with his father and talk to him. His mother was respected and greatly appreciated and was bad and faithful to his sister. His friends in the movement loved the pleasant atmosphere that prevailed in his home and used to gather there often, to converse and enjoy his mother’s tastes. Yitzhak was drafted into the IDF at the end of July 1964 along with his fellow members of the “Habesor” group, and went through the regular route of a Nahal soldier: basic training, a platoon commander’s training course, He was a good soldier and a devoted friend, and he was surrounded by a group that specialized in pranks and pranks, and because of his calm and self-confidence, the spokesman of the group made the soldiers’ arguments to the commanders and dared to argue with them when the opinions were divided. He always liked to laugh and burst out laughing, and in 1967 he was released from regular service, and together with his girlfriend Nili, He began to work as an electrician in the agriculture, and thanks to his knowledge of this field he did “wonders.” There was no technical malfunction in any device he could not overcome quickly, and he was very active in the agriculture and active in various fields. He studied the subject of automation and succeeded in making experts aware of their mistakes, and he studied for two years in the Technion’s external studies department in Haifa. Despite Haifa’s distance, and despite other obstacles that stood in his way, he did well in his studies. In the kibbutz, he was appointed to be the center of the agriculture for technical matters and until then he was appointed to the center of the technical committee. Several members, however, conspired to kidnap the Shlachin branch, which suffered from a shortage of manpower. Yitzko was seduced and from that day he became a lover of the earth, and every time he needed his help in the field of electricity, they had to plead with him to do what was necessary. When he was assigned to a certain task, he would be mostly absorbed and restless until it came out perfectly under his hand. He had the image of a large, stout man, thundering in his voice, but everyone knew he was shoutingIt is a very warm heart covering and sensitive, gentle and poetic soul. He was a deeply rooted man, who knew how to hate but knew more than to love; And the more he loved, the more he shouted, to cover up his feelings, and the more he did a perfect job, the more he shouted to disguise himself as the overbearing and aggressive man. But his delicacy was expressed in many ways, especially in his hobbies. He loved photography very much and never went anywhere without the camera, as if he were afraid to miss some beauty. Once he wrote to his wife: “It’s a shame you do not sit here next to me, to see this amazing landscape, how can you, in such a fantastic landscape, fight, sit with guns and think of war at all?” Another hobby was the fish, and when he started growing, he took it very seriously, filled the room with elaborate aquarine systems and piles of professional literature. A lot of love and gentleness he invested in his fish, out of a desire to reach the most Yaffa and interesting fish. As in other areas, did not know compromises and bread to achieve the goals he set for himself. In his spare time, he used to put together electrical appliances and install various “patents” in his room – like the kettle that began to boil a few minutes before he awoke. He had a passion for trips, and on every occasion he went for a walk in the most unusual place and in the most unusual way, and everywhere he could find his special beauty. His friends tell of the so-called “coffee cult” of Yizko, which was held many times a day in the square in front of his house, with his many companions. It was a special ceremony, mainly about how to make coffee and how to drink it. But the family and his two children stood at the top of the priority ladder. He fought stubbornly for his children to stay in his and his wife’s room. “It’s so wonderful to open your eyes in the morning and see it,” he said after his son’s birth. Every afternoon he used to walk with his children and woe to those who dared to speak to him at this hour, which was entirely sacred to his children. When Nili went to study in the city, he became a father and mother of his children and treated them with love and infinite tenderness. Throughout his life in the agriculture, he maintained close ties with his parents in the city and helped them as much as he could. Most of all he tried not to be so cool, and when he went to reserve duty, they would do so to prevent them from worrying. He was very attached to his comrades in the unit and did not want to part with them and move to another unit. In the Six Day War, when he fought in the bitter battle on Ammunition Hill, a bullet shot through his shoulder. He recovered immediately, cleared the rest of the wounded, stopped a car, drove her to the hospital himself, and when he was returned he returned to his unit. When asked what he could do with a bandaged shoulder, he replied, “I will distribute sandwiches to the company, as long as I continue with you.” On the day that the Yom Kippur War broke out, Yitzhak was busy preparing for the wedding of several couples in the kibbutz. When the order came, he finished preparations first and only then did he join his unit. In a battle that took place on October 24, 1973 in the city of Suez, Yitzhak was hit by an Egyptian sniper’s bullet and killed. He was laid to rest in the cemetery at Kibbutz Nir-Yitzhak. He left behind a wife and two children, parents and a sister. After his fall, he was promoted to corporal. His kibbutz published a pamphlet in his memory of friends’ comments on his figure and part of his collection of photographs.
