Ben Michal and Yeshayahu. He was born on 26 February 1975 in Kibbutz Eyal, as a third child to his parents, brother to Shiri and Tamir the older ones, and to Sagi, the younger brother, who was born after him. From the day he was born Ram was a smiling, bright-skinned child with a head of blond hair, happy with his lot, easily attached to everyone and loved by everyone. Ram was the ‘child’ of all the kibbutz youth. As Ram moved from kindergarten to first grade, the possibility of postponing it was considered, since he was a young member of the group with whom he grew up from infancy. The group’s six-year-olds staged a ‘protest strike’ and refused to move to first grade without Ram. Thus Ram went to school with his group, to the joy and joy of everyone. Ram began his studies at Yachdav Elementary School in Ramat Koshav. In 1982 the family left the kibbutz and moved to Moshav Aniam in the Golan Heights. Ram moved to Daliyot Elementary School in Moshav Ramot. Ram stood out for his peace of mind and his inner integrity, both as a student in school and in social life among his contemporaries. He stood there insisting on his principles, never afraid to do or say what he thought fit. For example, in the fourth grade, when the teacher forced him to weave like the rest of the children, Ram refused for lack of interest, and after three classes in which he insisted, he was removed from the class. At the end of the class, after everyone left, Ram did not hesitate: he turned off the light and locked the teacher in tears … When Ram was nine years old, his parents separated. He accepted this harshly but made efforts to hide his pain so that he would not be seen on the outside and that neither side would be harmed. He was always able to maintain balance and give each side the best he could give. In 1988, after completing eighth grade, Ram moved with his mother and younger brother, Sagi, to Shavey Zion. Again experiencing a loud transition is not easy. He had to disengage from his many friends in the Golan Heights and from his home in Aniam, which he loved so much. But this time, too, he internalized his pain and difficulties, and did his best to fit into the new system, and as usual, he succeeded. Ram attended the Kabri Regional High School, where he joined ninth grade and underwent a fairly difficult adjustment period. He did not particularly like school, and his determined character set up quite a few confrontations with the system. When his younger brother joined the school, Ram served as a guard and protector, and even demanded that he be represented and present at the discussions in the teachers’ room. In the 10th grade, the relationship between Ram and Sheher, which had been his girlfriend since then, developed in the next eight years. The two developed a unique relationship. Their presence always inspired a good atmosphere, always quietly, gallantly, and with infinite tenderness. This relationship was to Ram the greatest source of happiness. He was always proud and happy, and every time Shahar’s name came up, his eyes sparkled. The house also received this bond with great love. Ram passed out of high school without a special investment in his studies, and only when he finished school and his matriculation exams did he take the exams. During this period he was also active among the youth in the moshav. Upon arriving at Shavey Zion, Ram met with the sea world and the diving. Ram looked forward to the age when he could take the diving course and join the diving club in the moshav. He completed the course up to a three-star level, and since then he has not missed an opportunity to dive deep into the sea, dive, fish and bring his treasure home proudly. The dive gave him many moments of happiness and satisfaction. Ram was not a man of things and speeches. In his personality and in his very presence he brought those around him to try to follow in his own way. The inner perfection that was endowed with it radiated tranquility and warmth over its environment. He developed a close and special relationship with everyone around him, many family and friends. Before he was drafted into the IDF, since his hope of receiving a summons for an aviation course was disappointed, it was only natural that he find his place in an elite unit, and if it was possible at sea, he was very happy to receive theA message that he had passed the screening and was summoned to the naval commando unit. At the end of March 1993, he enlisted in the IDF and served in the Shayetet as a combat soldier and as a team commander, but he was not the first to serve as a leader, but he was a leader in his leadership, his peace of mind and uncompromisingness. He concluded with a very successful workshop by officers and subordinates: “This workshop made me think about my behavior and my self-preparation for Atlit. In fact, I reached the conclusion that I should focus mainly on the values of the fighter, and the main purpose of being a fighter in the naval commando unit. Not to be pressured from all the stories surrounding Mechin A, but to prepare for them, and try to pass them in the best possible way – and not just pass. “The members of his commando unit wrote:” … We just wanted you to know what you’re for us, Ram, the fighter, On a sail later, he was and remains with the highest norms. You’ve always been tough with yourself and the guys. You never gave up, even when you broke a foot in the journey and finished it and stunned us with your huge willpower. The man, the one who does not save a shekel in his career and always prefers a good restaurant or quality entertainment to worry about his bank account. Who always invites the guys in amazing Largis for everything possible. Ram, who loves the sea and the sea loves him, with stories about the dives and the fish and the meals of corruption. Ram – one of the few who can put his head on his own shoulder and fall asleep … “In March 1996, he joined the ranks of the career army, and moved to live with his girlfriend in Ramat Gan, where they began to build their lives together on the night of Tuesday, (September 5, 1997), Ram left with a force of naval commandos for operational activity in Lebanon, where the force encountered a terrorist ambush. A number of explosive devices detonated near the force and later developed into a battle with the terrorist forces. The battle and rescue attempts continued for hours. At dawn the harsh picture was revealed. Among those killed were eleven other fighters: Lt. Col. Yossi Korkin, Major Dr. Tzachi Bentov, Captain Dr. Maher Dagesh, Captain Zvi Grossman, Sergeant Raz Tavi, Sergeant Arie Abramson, Sergeant Yohanan Hilberg , First Sergeant Guy Golan, First Sergeant Gal Rodovsky, and First Sergeant Yaniv Shamiel. Sergeant Itamar Ilya, a member of the force, was declared missing that night and in June 1998 he was laid to rest in Israel. He was twenty-two years old when he fell. He was laid to rest in the cemetery in Shavei Zion. Survived a partner, parents, sister, Shiri and two brothers, Tamir and Sagi. Ram was promoted to captain after his death. The family received a certificate of appreciation and honor, signed by the head of the manpower department. His family commemorated his memory in a memory booklet and videotape. All twelve of the fallen were immortalized by the ” Cidon ” s stealth ring, as a diving site, and was also established to commemorate a monument on the seashore in Shavei Zion. The commander of his unit wrote in a letter of condolence to the family: “Ram, as always, was always the first to lead, always at the head of the force. He was chosen for the officers’ course, and was chosen to deal with a unique field in the naval commando unit, a field he promoted many of his soldiers demanded a high level of performance, as demanded by himself and meticulous on the details of the execution, with close supervision and sensitivity to the needs of his subordinates. Chet. ” His mother writes: “Ram, I loved you so much, and I was so worried, and always with a big smile you canceled out any cause for concern.You always created an atmosphere of calm and gentleness.You always knew how to see things,Which sometimes drove me crazy. Nothing has ever burned you, and you’ve never rushed anywhere. Everything has the time you gave it. You were thinking about them all, and you always wanted everyone to be happy. I will miss your embrace and your surprises behind my back, which so delighted me and always filled me with the pride of God. “
