Was born on April 18, 1956 in Netanya, a brother to Liora, who was an introverted, modest and hearty child, with a small face and large eyes that radiate happiness and a mouth wide open. The boy laughs with all his heart: “Remember everyone that day when he came home with great enthusiasm and declared ‘Mino’ I’m a lieutenant colonel. ‘ We all participated in that moment in his joy. A collection of scrap, planks, and sticks was used for fighting purposes (such as mortars, rifles, etc.) It was forbidden to touch or throw anything – it was his holy of holies Moni spent hours in his room, ‘Good’ to the ‘bad guys’ with a collection of puppets. ” At the age of the elementary school, he decorated his room with a collection of airplanes and submarines he had assembled with his own hands. At the center of Moni’s interest was military literature. He was a subscriber to the Israel Air Force journal and the navy magazine. The librarians at the municipal library in Netanya were delighted, and finally there are those who “fan” books covered with dust. Moni eagerly consumed military historians from Israel and abroad. Battles and wars were at the top of his mind, and he tried to make mistakes and check how tactical moves could be changed. The narrative that accompanied him as a child and youth served him as an association and took “moves” during his military service. As a child, Muni participated in sports and wooden arts. Mostly liked to make Walt Disney Pictures. In addition to his elementary studies, he was a member of the Scouts movement in Netanya. As a child he liked to listen to very heavy rock music. His mother says: “We heard him enthusiastically accompanying the Santana bands, Led Zeppelin, the Bejis and the Beatles, and we always smiled as we passed his room and heard the music coming from there.” Moni attended ninth grade at the Herzliya Gymnasium in Tel Aviv, within the framework of the military boarding school. His parents remember his visit to the house, when he took his first military boots out of his bag. He would proudly tell about the journeys, the difficulties and the travails he experienced there. Moni continued his high school studies in the biological track at the Tchernichovsky School in Netanya. At the end of his studies and towards the induction, he decided to improve his physical fitness in order to be accepted into the paratroopers. He entered a diet regime and underwent exhaustive physical training. He was not happier when he got paratroopers. He joined the IDF in October 1974 and successfully completed basic training, which was the beginning of his 22 years of service in the Israel Defense Forces. After training, he underwent an officer training course in the Signal Corps and became a liaison officer in the Intelligence Corps. As part of his service in northern Israel he met Varda and married a woman. At the end of his assignment he was sent to serve in the center of the country in a research unit in the Kirya. The family, which included Varda and Tomer the little one, moved to Metula despite the dangers that beset him, and Muni enjoyed hosting his large family at his home in Metula, and after five years the family returned to Netanya , Who was a loving son and devoted to his parents and cared for all the family members, who had a heart of gold and was always happy to solve other people’s problems and to stand in their stead. Muni was transferred to Glilot, where he became head of a branch of goals and later became deputy head of the rabbinical court. He was a source of admiration and appreciation for his dedication, diligence and broad knowledge, and continued his studies in the militaryB.A.) and M.A. in Economics, International Relations and Political Science. His absence was felt in the office. Each piece of paper with a note on certain subjects was taken to complete a sketch of his reference to one or the other. Upon his fall, Moni left his literary career as a material for foreign languages and was considered a study material on the subjects he dealt with. Ten years before his fall, Moni in Pardesia built the house of his dreams for his family. He spent many hours building the “new nest,” which was his source of pride. His life was cut off on a foggy rainy day on May 24, 1998. Moni fell victim to the carelessness of a reckless driver who hit him hard, fell near his house, his dog returned home in mourning, The cemetery in Pardesiya, which is forty-two years old, left behind a wife and two sons, a parents and a sister, who wrote: “What tragic end to the person who contributed so much to the state, who stood in very difficult situations, – Hard roads and everything went well. What cruel fate he took from us. Rest in peace. You are forever locked in our hearts with love and longing. Love, family. “
