Yosef, son of Tova and Yitzhak, was born on February 16, 1952 in Kfar Saba, where he studied at the Neveh Yamin elementary school in Moshav Neveh Yamin, where the family lives, and at the Katznelson High School, He was a loyal friend, leader and fighter for the dignity of the individual, for the sake of justice and integrity, and especially for the love of the homeland Yossi was an outstanding student and an enthusiastic athlete, he practiced at Hapoel, Kfar Saba, and represented His team was an athlete in national competitions, he won medals in running and jumping competitions, and was also a sports instructor, and his friends said: “In two crowns, Yossi was among us: the crown of the diligent student and the crown of the outstanding athlete. In both crowns he was awarded thanks to his skills, his ambitious ambition, and his endless diligence. It seems that these exemplary figures, whom he read a great deal, were the ones who made his way in life. His motto was: Man must exhaust all that is contained within him, and give himself to his family, his society, and his homeland. His honesty was evident in all his actions, and so we appreciated him. His refined sense of criticism did not allow him to boast of his accomplishments, but spurred him to continue to run forward. We were proud of his achievements, and his victories raised the prestige of our class and school. His many occupations prevented him from entertaining, but he always found time to help a friend who was asking him a question. Gently and courteously, he turned to every person. “His father told him:” The slogan, ‘A healthy soul in a healthy body’ matched Yossi perfectly. His love for nature was as great as his love for sport, and he did not give up any opportunity to explore the country. He loved and respected his parents and family above all else. In order to help his parents, he sometimes gave up his comfort and wishes, and worked hard to maintain a united and united family. He always made do with little, but fought hard to benefit the others. “Yosef was drafted into the IDF in late January 1970 and assigned to the air force. When he finished high school, his teachers recommended that he be accepted to the academic reserve, but he refused and preferred to serve like all the soldiers. He spent eight months in an aviation course, but because of dizziness during the flight, he was forced to give up and move to the Armored Corps. He was trained as a trainee in tank training, a tank tank course, and a tank commander course, which ended with an outstanding apprentice.This course left him at the Armored Corps School, and his apprentices loved him and saw him as a friend and a guide.In all of his letters Yossi expressed his love for the IDF, And to the state. When he finished compulsory service in late 1973, he was enrolled and accepted to study geology at the Hebrew University of Jerusalem, but did not manage to sit on the bench. During the Yom Kippur War, he served as a commando officer on the southern front, and on the 19th of Tishrei 5734 (October 19, 1973), his tank was hit by a missile and Yossi fell … In the cantara area and in the “Hazizit” axis, together we entered the enemy lines and rescued the people of the stronghold from Qantara, and together we fought and feared and rejoiced, and after ten days of desperate fighting to stop the Egyptians, we saw a turning point. Yossi participated with me and was with me in the tank, in the great ambush, which led to the destruction of the Egyptian tank division, which was about to attack the bridgehead of the success. I will not forget how Yossi rejoiced at every attack that hit an Egyptian tank, how he would shout to me: Look! That tank is aimed at us! And then, after you have shot: Look! I killed him! We will not forget Yossi in raids deep into Egypt, on the missile bases west of the Canal, after the breakthrough on the Tartar axis and the Chinese Farm, when the Egyptians turned into a retreating army, and the feeling of joy being together among the first to the west. I saw Yossi as he turned the barrel of the cannon aside, when he saw that prisoners had surrenderedAnd before us, and I knew his good Lev. On October 19 we saw the victory on the horizon, and Yossi was Simcha to see, in his first war, an Israeli army victorious. He was in good spirits and morale high. It was quiet in the afternoon. Yossi shouted to me that he saw no movement or enemy soldiers through the telescope. Suddenly a terrible fire broke out, everything swirled and exploded. Yossi fell. Yossi was a model warrior, a wonderful product of a generation that struck roots in this land, a charming young man who decided: This is my land and must be preserved. “He was brought to rest in the cemetery in Kfar Sava and left behind his parents, brother and two sisters. To the rank of First Sergeant.
