Ben Yona and Avinoam. He was born on the 1st of Tishrei 5736 (1 October 1975) in Moshav Yad in the Galilee, from where the family moved to Ramat Hasharon. Ran was a baby full of joie de vivre and curiosity, and then a boy and a boy who craves life and loves adventures, full of plans and dreams of fulfillment. Ran studied at Hadar Elementary School in Ramat Hasharon and continued at the Alon high school in the city, but his studies were not his primary concern. Most of all he loved to travel, to travel, to experience, to experience and to be with his many friends, of whom he was the living spirit, a loyal friend, an initiator and an enthusiast. Reine captivated the people around him with his smile and smile, and with his charm he knew how to make connections and make friends. But alongside his smile, he also had determination and strength. Ran did not let go until he got what he wanted – and the moment he wanted it! Along with the softness and innocence he radiated, he also knew how to be warm and uncompromising, angry when principles he believed in were violated – and then he reconciled and smiled. Ran took a rhythm of his own life, a sweeping rhythm that swept his family and friends, but sometimes they did not keep up with the pace dictated by Ron, slowed down and watched him wonder how he moved on, wanting more and more. Ran’s big loves were his girlfriend Dana and his jeep, where he liked to drive on the sands, accompanied by his friends. Despite the rapid pace, Ran would occasionally slack off, looking around and asking questions, questions of essence and wonder about life and the world, and his friends knew that it was possible to talk to Renn deeply into the night. Before his enlistment in the IDF, Ran managed to take a trip full of experiences with his friends in Europe and then travel with his parents and his girlfriend Dana to the United States In April 1994, Ran joined the IDF in the naval commando unit, where he served for eight months. Ran’s commander: “… We lack your special look, this thoughtful look, which would occasionally cover your face with a deep concentration of expression, as if you weighed and carefully considered weighty matters, although perhaps, just like that, you would daydream about wonderful trips Abroad, and hair-raising experiences in South America or South-East Asia, and in a moment he would be shaken by that veiled look, a small flick at the corner of his eye, and I was looking at you then, built up with your strong, flowing, happy and happy, and telling myself, What a lovely boy, the salt of the earth. On the other hand, there are so many contradictions, such complexity, that I do not remember any of me, even among other young people of your age, that I am their commander. ” On June 12, 1995, Ran was killed, when he turned over with the jeep he was driving in the Herzliya Sands. He was twenty years old when he fell. After his fall he was promoted to sergeant. Ran was buried in the military section of the Kiryat Shaul cemetery in Tel Aviv. He left behind his parents, sister Meirav and brother Guy. His family set up a monument near his place of death and published a booklet in his memory. From Ran’s father’s words: “Of all his qualities, I particularly liked honesty, honesty, openness, a person who could be trusted, he did not give in, neither to himself nor to others. He will think, delve, understand and help. “It was Ran’s human qualities that made him such a special person. Ran was not a comfortable, easygoing, compromising man, if he was your friend, you knew he would not disappoint. If you disappoint him – you burn. “I’ve been talking to him for a year with his close friends and with Guy and Merav, wanting to learn and hear about him, wanting to get confirmation that he was happy, I learned how real he was, how important it was to be whole with himself,”In June 1997, his parents set up Or Yarok to change the driving culture in Israel and to minimize the number of road accident victims.
