A few years had elapsed since that day when a nihilist fell. Several years of endless separation, longing and memories of the image of the son, brother, husband and friend, all of whom are drained into a wonderful personality – a nachti. Amiel Necht, or as we all knew him as a nachti, was born in Haifa on September 23, 1947, to Eva and Benjamin Nacht. He graduated from the “Weizmann” elementary school in Nahariya in 1961, and later moved to Haifa for high school studies at the “Sammat” vocational high school, and after completing his legal studies he enlisted in the IDF, 1968. After graduating from regular service he began studying at the Technion, Haifa, in the Faculty of Electronics and Electrical Engineering. Nakhti completed his studies in 1972 with high achievements and made practical preparations to attend graduate studies. After graduation, he married a wife and set up a home in his home town of Nahariya. He soon became one of the most devoted and thorough workers in the Institute, starting to pave his way upwards, thus fulfilling an old and good dream of being an electrical engineer, doing interesting things and building a warm nest where he would live happily ever after. He was always a family man, devoted to his parents and his sister Miriam, a warm and peaceful family life, the view of the home as a basic framework, all of which were an inseparable part of Nakhti’s approach to life. And above all, his love for the children so great, as expressed in his special relationship with Shai, a niece All of which were characteristic of Nakhti’s attitude toward his home and family, which made us all feel that Nakhti’s home was our home too, and we liked to come at any hour of the day, sometimes he learned and then it was difficult to move it. He liked to help when he was hard, he knew how to calm when there was a storm, and to thrill when he was low, which led Nakhti to the center of every society to which he belonged, his wonderful ability to combine his tenderness, His fingers were heartfelt and moody with a clear thought, sometimes cold, and controlled-such qualities gave the nach The most important place in society. A wonderful feature that added a layer to the place between us was its honesty. Nahti hated hypocrisy and pretense. Being thorough in his work, his studies, and his attitude toward those around him, he used to demand this from others. More than once he discovered that he also knew how to hate, dislike, and disparagingly treated those who opposed his passion for justice and personal integrity. After his trip abroad in 1969, he was presented with a picture of the whole world, which he had not yet known, and a great surge of love of life took place. He was always strong, full, fair-haired, handsome and welcoming, and a lot of sense of humor and irony combined, serving him in everyday life, and imparting a sense of authority and a swirling childhood spirit to those around him. Together, he was a nihilist, not a war god: far from being a fighter, far from a negative emotional involvement in the conflict of our region. As part of his military service, he used to joke about his pseudo-combat role as a radio technician for “Gali-Tzahal”. When he moved to the marine engineering unit, he did not think, or noticed, that he had become “combatant.” Nakhti’s service as a soldier was identical to his sensitivity in his service as a citizen: thorough, objective and objective. When the sirens blew on Yom Kippur and froze our blood, Nakhti said in Bar-Lev’s famous jargon that the matter would be fast and elegant. DayThen we parted from him. Two weeks later we arrived in Job. Not to kill went to battle; He did not see enemies in the evenings; The concept of “heroism” was understood and nurtured by the inspiration of calm and coolness, jokes at the time of danger, especially when the danger of death hovered from all sides. He always wanted to live, but he knew that his duty as a soldier would be complete, as he had done everything in his life. We have lost a dear man, a prototype of a desirable citizen, gentle, cool, thorough and loving to live. The memory of my grandson and the personal example he gave us in his life will be blessed in the future, even after his death.
