Son of Clara and Dror. He was born in Petah Tikva on 21.5.1973, the eldest son of two sons. Already in the kindergarten, the teacher saw that Eyal was a particularly gifted child, creative and quickly absorbing everything he was taught. In the third grade, Eyal was diagnosed as a gifted child and began to participate in gifted circles. His teachers always told his parents that he would surely go far. As a child, Eyal was shy, but he occasionally performed pranks with his brother. Because he was such a good boy, they never believed he was responsible for the mischievous actions. Eyal grew up in Petah Tikva. He attended the “Huberman” elementary school and continued to the “Alumim” junior high school. At the “Ahad Ha’am” High School, he studied in a science class for gifted children and acquired many friends. They accompanied him until his last day and continue to maintain contact with his family. Eyal was very close to his brother Ilan and due to the small age gap between them (one year and eight months) they had many friends. Eyal’s favorite holiday was Lag Ba’Omer, and he began collecting wood and planning the fire long ago, and Eyal was a very tolerant person who liked to invent things, swallowed books, painted, played the organ and excelled in the sciences – chemistry, Physics, mathematics, and computers, and was a well-known and energetic personality.In the middle of October 1991, Eyal enlisted in the Academic Reserve and studied electrical engineering at the Technion, where he made excellent friendships with his friend Ziv Gilad. Friday came home and made sure to visit his grandmother, and although Eyal was not fluent in Hebrew, Eyal managed to make it difficult After completing his studies at the Technion in the summer of 1995, Eyal enlisted in the Intelligence Corps and joined a group of software experts who developed and maintained a highly important operational system, and was very fond of his job. And continued to serve in the regular army, Eyal maintained close contact with his commander, Lt. Col. Tzafrir, who said: “I had the privilege of accompanying Eyal since his induction into the army. … Eyal served in a unique position, dealing with a central and critical computer system whose treatment required professional knowledge, resourcefulness, concentration and the ability to make important decisions. This is usually done when repairing problems, when many eyes examine it. Eyal has often been asked to stand in such situations, he has done so successfully and thus contributed greatly to the system. On May 24, 2000, a senior academic officer, Eyal Rindfleish, fell while serving in the army at the age of 27. He was laid to rest in the cemetery The military commander in Petach Tikvah, left parents and siblings: “How, as a thunderstorm, the bitter news fell on us, and what can be said at the door of the grave of a handsome young man, the pride of the family. Graduated with honors from the Technion. You have always helped your friends and family and contributed to your knowledge. Your kindness, your temper and the kindness of your friends who refuse to accept the fact that you are no longer with us. … You suffered a long time and did not share your suffering with us – shame! That is why our pain is greater. Love you, love and do not forget. “Three years have passed but there are moments when it seems that you are no longer with us, and there are moments when it seems that only yesterday you were here with us. And the memory is so sharp and clear, and sometimes it seems as though you are passing in front of us in the street, and a familiar laugh chases the air, but eLeaving only a pang of longing in the heart … There is no consolation in your death, only the sense of missed opportunity of a wonderful life that has not been exhausted. “We stand here in front of your grave and do not believe that this is how three years have passed since then,” wrote Klara, Eyal’s mother, “and all we have left here is to ensure that we have not forgotten, we will not forget. Three years of pain and longing that can not be described in words. They say that time is supposed to ease the pain and suffering that we feel every day, but that is not so, even though we, the family, try very hard in their own way to continue life because life is a gift. Your life was too short and you did not get enough of it. For us all the years of your life were just joy and happiness, you gave us a lot of pleasure and pride. You were a wonderful and dedicated son to the family, a wonderful brother to your brother Ilan who, when necessary, helped him with his studies and was a good friend to him. You used to spend and go on joint walks that will always be engraved in our memory and recorded with a video camera. Eyal, the most precious son of all. You were a good friend, a true friend, friends from high school, the Technion and the army who keep remembering you and keeping in touch with us. The most precious son of all, we family mourn your fate and can not accept why this should have happened to you, my beautiful child, so wise and successful. Your loss is well felt. … We only imagine that if you had the time to go on your way the way you loved it – learn and learn as much as possible, and with ambition like yours – you would come very far and contribute a great deal to society, family, state and yourself with your wisdom and modesty. Eyal, we will never forget you. We will always remember you as you were a child, and a happy and happy young man, so intelligent and beautiful. “Four years after his downfall, the mother wrote in the name of the family:” Our dear Eyal! It’s been four difficult years for the family since you’re gone. This year was very hard for us without you, Eyal. The pain we feel is missing from a constant intensity and this will probably remain forever. We remember you every day and think about you a lot, what a lovely boy you were and a charming boy when you grew up, and what a bitter fate fell upon you and us. What is most painful is your missed opportunity to exhaust your life, start a family, have children and have grandchildren. And all this was taken from us. … our dear Eyal, we miss you so much that you are no longer with us. In your short life you made great achievements, from nursery school to graduate engineer, you could have achieved so much more if your life had not been interrupted so early, at the age of twenty-seven. It’s too short to pick you up, what a wonderful person you’ve been in your short, successful life, but everyone who knew you remembers you like that. … we will continue to love you forever. “
