Son of Ariela and Zvika, Noam was born on the 18th of Cheshvan 5740 (18.11.1979) in Moshav Ein Yahav in the Arava. In the beginning of August 2006, during the Second Lebanon War, Noam received a “Tzav Shmona” and was drafted into reserve duty in the “Merkava” tank brigade, and two days before his induction, he completed three years. He was accepted for internship at a large and prestigious accounting firm in Tel Aviv and expected the next experience in his life: “A charming guy, pleasant in conversation, very flowing, loving to talk, intelligent, Open and honest. He seems a diligent, honest, very high-spirited, principled, motivated man.” His father, Zvika, said:” Last Wednesday morning, you received a phone call from the army. Without uttering a word, You started getting ready to go to war. I brought you the uniform, the shoes, the rubber bands, and everything. Only your hat I forgot. You asked me to go to the supermarket and you gave me a long list. I took you to the assembly point and we parted in a hug and a kiss. … In our phone calls over the past week, I have sounded very motivated and with a high morale. You certainly encouraged me in these conversations. You let us feel that you are immune to missiles and explosive charges … “On August 9, 2006, Noam fell in a battle in south Lebanon, when an anti-tank missile hit a tank in which he was traveling with his friends in the village of Aita a-Sha’ab West. His three comrades fell into the tank – Captain Gilad Stuckelman, Sergeant Nir Cohen and Sergeant Nimrod Segev. Noam was twenty-seven when he fell. He was laid to rest in the Kfar Saba military cemetery. Survived by parents and brother. After his fall he was promoted to the rank of sergeant.