Rosenberg, Nahum

Nachum (Homi), son of Rachel and Zvi, was born on March 24, 1952, in Ramat Gan, where he completed his elementary studies at the Arnon School and the Hillel School in his hometown. He was a quiet, dreamy, calm child who was fond of every person he met, and especially remembers him with the love of the teacher, who passed through the elementary school days of Hillel with him, As a child he never got into a quarrel, he was loved by the children and the teachers in his class, his unique presence and the inner quiet that the nobleman around him helped to calm the spirits during his studies and moments of tension. He was a Yaffa, graceful child with large eyes and a clean, delicate skin, never bruised and bruised, his clothes clean and tidy, and his appearance pleasant, as a student listened attentively to everything that was happening in the classroom and was diligent in preparing his lessons. Or shouting, but he could not be ignored, he drew attention naturally, without the help of external signs of dress or behavior, and he expressed his love for his people and friends, and from a very young age he devoted himself to the Magen- David-Edom, “where he helped with vital work. In one case, he saved a person’s life by breathing from mouth to mouth, after he noticed the patient’s severe condition. He took a human attitude toward all the applicants and sufferers who met them at the Magen David Adom station and in life in general. From the day he reached the right age, he learned to be medics and did his work faithfully. He was an example of his friends in relation to others and in fact his personality. Nachum was drafted into the IDF in early February 1971, and despite his skills and experience as a paramedic, he was assigned to a combat unit, and after completing basic training he was assigned to a tank crew. As a soldier he was admired for his comrades in the unit and for his commanders alike, he performed efficiently whatever was required of him and would help anyone willingly. He spent his few vacations at his parents’ home, and always found time to go to the Magen David Adom center, to do his best there and to ask his friends. When the Yom Kippur War broke out, his unit was summoned to battle in the Suez Canal area. On the first day of the war, on October 6, 1973, he fell in combat and was declared missing, and his body was later found dead in the military cemetery in Kiryat Shaul, leaving behind his parents and brother. And his name was taken by his parents and younger brother Shim’on, and a memorial plaque was erected at the entrance to the Magen David Adom building in Ramat Gan.