Krzysztof, Pavel

Ben Clarissa Valentine. He was born on the 27th of Tammuz 5735 (May 2, 1975) in Moscow, then the capital of the Soviet Union. Pavel studied in a general school in Moscow until the tenth grade. In 1990 he received a joint decision with his older brother Ilya to immigrate to Palestine. About a year later, during the month of January, Pavel immigrated to Israel with his mother and brother. The family lived in Kiryat Arba. He graduated from high school in the framework of the Zionist Youth Farm in Jerusalem. Pavel was a professional table tennis player. In Russia he participated in various competitions and even won the title of “sports artist” in the industry. He continued his training in Israel and in 1992 won first place in a table tennis competition for youth held in Jerusalem. Pavel enlisted in compulsory military service in late December 1993. He first served as commander of the Cave of the Patriarchs and later as commander of the Hebron brigade commander. He stood out in his kindness and modesty, and won the affection and appreciation of his comrades in the unit. Motivated by service, he fulfilled all his missions in the best possible way. “His duty was to be at the center of the events and the confrontations in the brigade sector, and he performed it flawlessly, always ready and ready for every mission, with real and constant danger …” Kollek committed the task of driving in the most professional manner without complaining and complaining. .. “. And indeed, thanks to his excellent performance, at the end of his three years of regular service, he was offered the opportunity to continue to serve in a permanent position in the same position. In November 1997, he planned to leave and start work at the local fire station in Kiryat Arba. On 10.11.1997, Pavel fell in the course of his duty in a traffic accident that occurred on the Gush Etzion road in Kiryat Arba, and he left his base for medical examinations and then returned to a vehicle that was involved in an accident in which he died, He was brought to eternal rest in the military cemetery on Mount Herzl, leaving behind his parents and brother … His commandment eulogized him and said, “… and to tell the truth, we still do not believe that you are not here at all … . Always neat, always in time, quietly, modestly, very responsibly, without any complaints, without a problem, as saying do not worry there is someone to trust everything will be fine. … A cautious driver like you, driving softly, knowing your work well, the jeep, the road, everything accurate and calculated. And the Angel of Death mocks you and us and waits for the chance that you will not be the driver and then take you away from us … “