Son of Yosef and Miriam. He was born on the 12th of Shvat 5708 (13.1.1948) in Kibbutz Amir and studied there in the elementary school and in the educational institution, he was a fair-haired, fair-haired boy with a wild hair that flowed to his silent, always smiling eyes. He had always loved and cared for them with love and devotion, and he loved to wander in the countryside, especially at night, when Father hid in the canals and he looked for him and discovered it. He spent most of his Saturdays with his younger brother on the Jordan River in shooting competitions and achieved great achievements with a tiny rifle At the age of 16-17, he participated twice in the marathon races, “The Galilee Race”, from the Jordan River Guard (Gadot) to the Tel He was a regular participant in the “Hakafet Habur” and Tel Katzir races, and with a pleasant smile he would say, “Collect fitness for army service.” As a child, his friends called him the Cheetah and later the Panther, and in the IDF his subordinates and commanders called him the Tiger. He was quick-hearted, kind, good-natured, and willing to listen to others and help anyone. Moody enlisted in the IDF in mid-November 1966 and volunteered to serve in the commando unit, where he received the “wings” and came home in his olive uniform, sweaty, chocolate-tanned, his shirt unraveled, his chest bare, wearing a black cap and dusty paratroopers, “After the Six Day War, after various operations in the Sinai and the Arava, raids, ambushes and pursuits, after a few weeks’ absence from home, would appear as if nothing had happened,” he said with special pride. Tired but satisfied, as he usually does, because he was the man of action. Others and Moody confirmed this with a shy smile. After the Six-Day War he underwent a course for military instructors, a course for sports instructors at the Wingate Institute, and then an officer’s course, and he was proud of his unit and was very close to his friends. “After Moody they are all ready to go because there is no one in the unit,” his friends would say, and Moody left the army after his regular service. He wanted to rest in the lap of the young family, with his wife and little daughter. He wanted to stay a year at home. But they did not let him. At the meeting with the general, he agreed to return to the unit six months later. “We grew up on cream, but it’s hard to eat the cream when the country is in a war, when the ditch falls friends every day,” he said to his father, “You had a lot of other challenges, . Moody stayed in the house for only four months and then was called up for reserve service under a special order, a service he did not return from. On the second day of Rosh Hashanah, Moody fell with his friend Micha Motilov, who owned a mine in an important operational mission in the central sector of the Suez Canal, opposite the Firdan Bridge, and placed a wife and a 14-year- A friend, brother, sister, brother, sister, brother, sister, brother, sister, brother, sister, brother, sister, brother, brother, brother, brother, brother, sister, “With a harp and organ,” which is sung by Ilanit.
