Lavie, Yeruval

He was born on July 12, 1924, in Ein Harod, and passed all the stages of education in the kibbutz: At the age of 6, he was circumcised by his mother together with his sister and younger brother Hillel, But in practical matters he was able to explain his opinion thoroughly and extensively, and in all the tasks in the company of children and youth, in the Gadna training and in study trips, on tour and at work, he showed responsibility and dedication to the motel About him. In writing, too, he tended to reduce matters and only special circumstances led him to tell the events of his life and express his thoughts in letters to his father, who volunteered for the British Army in World War II and later in letters to him and his brothers from his service. In the kibbutz he was put to work in the barn. He specialized in the industry, where he taught professional guidance and encouraged young people. Although he did not like this job, but “as I do not want this job, another friend does not want it either – and someone must finally work in the penitentiary, and I have accepted the law,” he wrote to his father. In his modesty and modesty he concluded his letter with these words: “You see me better than I really am.” After a stormy gathering in the farm to commemorate the victims of the Holocaust in Europe, he wrote: “If you want to take revenge, then revenge on logic will be much greater than an outbreak.” He volunteered to volunteer for the Jewish Brigade, but was afraid that the agriculture would not allow him “because two months ago they spent money on me to learn something” (in a weapons instructor course) … At last he was allowed to enlist in late 1944. He trained in Zrifin and Egypt and arrived in Italy after the fighting ended. On his journey with the Brigade through Austria and Germany to the Low Countries and to France he could still participate in helping She’erith Hapleitah. Was not influenced by the barracks and preserved his soul and language. “He knew how to cheer, to enjoy, but everything kept within certain limits” – wrote one of his friends. “But when the conversation went beyond the desired framework, he would remain silent and not participate in it.” In all places, he took a lot of photographs and nourished his eyes with the landscape and especially with agricultural life. When he learned of a friend who had been arrested in Latrun for smuggling illegal immigrants, he wrote: “It is very difficult to sit here and serve them [the British] during this period.” From Paris he was not very impressed. “Tel Aviv is more Yaffa than it is, and it is possible to live very well without seeing Europe … If there is someone who envies us, we can quietly console him and say he has nothing to envy.” However, he concluded that “the army is the best school for life, but now I am beginning to feel what a home is and what is a homeland.” When he returned home, he was assigned to work in the orchard and devoted himself to training as a deputy in the High Court of Justice, but his work in the Haganah preoccupied him more and more with the growing tension that prevailed before the UN decision, and even more so in the winter months after. He would tell his friends on guard duty: “If we have a large army, I will go to the armored corps.” But for the time being he was forced to make do with a machine gun, securing workers in the fields and vineyards and in general defense. This, he felt the help of his comrades who tried to eradicate the Arabs’ harassment position over the Gilboa near Zeraim, was hit by an enemy bullet and the English soldiers, who stopped the battle “in the name of the shore “brought his body home. He was laid to rest in the cemetery at Kibbutz Ein Harod. His brother, Hillel, fell in battle in the Negev three months later. His memory was raised in the book “Sons” issued by the Ein Harod farm in memory of its fallen.