Perlman, Hanoch

Son of Menachem and Sarah. Holocaust survivors. He was born on the 23rd of Sivan 5707 (23.5.1956) in Ramat Gan. He graduated from the Hillel Elementary School in Ramat Gan, as an outstanding student, and completed his high school studies at the Blich School in the same city. Even though he was small and thin, he made many physical efforts in sports to prove his ability. During the Yom Kippur War, when he was a student at the age of seven, he volunteered to work at the Tel Hashomer hospital in evacuating wounded from helicopters to the operating rooms. He worked whole nights devotedly. Even then his wonderful character was revealed, as a calm and calm, optimistic young man, with a constant smile on his face, loving his family and his homeland. Revealed love and understanding of Jewish tradition. Hanoch was an active member of the Scouts movement. He loved quiet, calm music, Hebrew songs – songs of homeland. He traveled a lot in Israel, photographed landscapes and people, collected stamps and played the guitar. Was an amazingly neat guy, and this is what the albums, the notebooks, the books and the drawings that he left behind will testify. His best friend wrote about him: Hanoch was my best friend … It is very hard to find such a friend … However, he loved his parents and his family. There were events and details in our lives that were shared only by us … We would travel a lot, Confusion, or facing a problem, would solve Hanoch with appropriate jest. He never gave up – everything took a good spirit, loved experiences and knew how to create them. Hanoch was very fond of Hebrew songs, and in the moments of leisure and rest, he lay listening to the songs, trying to learn the words and sing them himself … “On July 22, 1974 Hanoch was drafted into the IDF and immediately volunteered for a pilot course. The stages of the course with all that is involved – the Yaffa and the hard – was done with great love and without any complaints. And at the end of the course he won flying wings. “These wings are mine for life” – he said. On May 10, 1977, Hanoch fell in a helicopter crash in the Jordan Valley, as one of the helicopter pilots. He was 21. This disaster killed 54 soldiers. He was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Kiryat Shaul. Survived by his parents and sister. On the duration of his military service he wrote to the bereaved family commander of the squadron: “Hanoch was interested in all areas of the squadron’s life … As an intelligence officer he built the squadron’s intelligence room as a fortress in an orderly and thorough manner … It was important for him to meet the challenges he set for himself, Hanoch stood out in the squadron with his kindness, he was very kind to everyone … “After his death, his parents received letters of condolence from his friends and friends to the High School, from his high school teachers and from his army commander. In one of these letters it is said: “It is impossible to part from an eternal hanukh and not to remember the qualities that were embodied in it: solidity, rootedness, clear-sightedness and thought, and above all restraint and quiet. Hanoch’s parents, when I come to them to comfort mourners. “