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Or, Tzur

Or, Tzur


Ben Adi and Tal. He was born on November 20, 1983 at Wolfson Hospital in Holon. A beautiful, plump baby, a friend of his older sister Maayan in a year and four months. Thus the two grew up in a havruta, progressing step by step in the kindergarten, in the “Yuval” elementary school in Bat Yam, and everywhere they came, there was great joy. Barak, the young man who was besieged for five years, added a 24-hour friend to Tire and the Great Spring supervised and controlled her brother. In 1996 Tzur moved with his family to a new home in West Rishon Lezion. After graduating from junior high school, he moved to the Mekifah High School in Rishon Letzion, where he developed an extensive social system with dozens of friends. Surprisingly, he was loved by all because of the qualities that characterized him so much: a sense of humor and an endless smile, a true friend, an unquestioning and enduring trustman, hosting his home with all his heart and happiness and a great smile around him. The end of his cycle, a driver’s license in his pocket and the boy happy and a cautious driver, Tzur loved the melon And he left behind a diary and dozens of letters and poems, each of which touched and warmed the cold in people, and he liked to document his actions in the camera, used to practice intensive training and spent the summer weekends playing handball with his friends. He always characterized him, a great yielding and thoughtful of all of them and helping with all his heart, and a big smile on his lips. Zur, always loved by everyone, funny man, if you suffer from poor mood, go to Tire and the cloud will dissipate in the wind. Zur, a born actor, always imitates voice and movement. Makes sad people laugh and laugh happy. A man always cheerful-perhaps the person with the disease of jaundice-perhaps he had received it from his sister Maayan, and perhaps only for the simple reason that he simply could not see a person upset. He loved his little brother Barak and his three children: Ma’ayan, Tzur and Barak were connected to each other like every mother and father would like. “On February 3, 2002, Tzur enlisted in the IDF and became a soldier, a brother of the soldier, completing basic training and joining the Coordination and Liaison Unit at the checkpoint cedar. He receives the position of noncom at the UN and excels in his work. Zur is recommended for an officers’ course, prepares for the course, finishes the course successfully, and finally Tzur at Bahad 1. He is loved by everyone and helps with everything. The acceptance of the Arabic language is in its wake. Tzur does not give up and asks to move to another unit, where he can fulfill his dream of being an officer. After an interview with his commander, Col. Polly, it was agreed that Tzur’s wish would be realized, but only after about two months, Tzur, who is already a sergeant in the Israel Defense Forces and wore a pin pin, Toren, takes care of the high spirits in the unit and is loved by all of them Wednesday morning, January 14, 2004, at 23: 9. Tzur has been mentoring a new soldier at Migan 12 at the crossing of the Palestinian workers to the Erez industrial zone. A young Palestinian arrives at the inspection point and the magnetometer (the metal detector) beeps. The selector, who has a warning about a female suicide bomber, instructs her to turn back, but she tries to pass again and the magnetometer beeps again. Then she falls to the floor weeping, picking up the hem of her dress and pleading with her feet. The selector, who had pity on her, allowed her to enter for manual inspection. Carrying five kilograms of explosives with iron bullets, she walksTo the left of the building is Tzur and next to him is the new soldier Andrei, on her right is a Border Police soldier and behind her the selector. Clicking the switch and in the millisecond a place called Magen 12 was deleted, four people were killed on the floor and another 10 were wounded. Zur is no more. Zur was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Holon, and he is twenty years old. Survived by his parents, sister and brother. After his death, the chief of staff, General Moshe Ya’alon, decided to fulfill Tzur’s last wish and to grant him the rank of officers who so suited him. His father writes: “My Tzuri, we continue to live without you and you are locked up in us for ever and ever, I open my eyes in the morning with you and with me every second and every breath I love you so much My child and miss, Dad.”

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