Ben Roth and Zvi. He was born on 29.6.1965 in Holon. When he was a few months old he traveled with his parents to Ireland and England as part of the father’s job as an oil engineer. After about two years, the family returned to Israel and settled in Nahariya. Here he studied at the Remez elementary school. He was later accepted to the military boarding school in Haifa, where he completed his studies at the Reali High School in the Oriental track. This is how Yossi Lea Glazman, his teacher and educator at the Reali School, describes himself as “always full of good intentions and plans for the future, a true orientalist – talented and versatile in his knowledge – Yossi was in the linguistic, historical, cultural and political- Spatial, carried a clear badge of a promising professional identity. ” “Yossi, the embodiment of innocence, honesty, wisdom, a curious and serious young man, yet with a sense of humor and a clown by nature.” Yossi’s main interest was man. Yossi was attentive to everyone, respectful of every person, of all ages, sexes, races, and indeed his gallery of friends and friends was rich. About Yossi Khenich At the military boarding school, Maj. Gila Markvitzky, the school’s psychologist, says: “Yossi stood out in the landscape of the boarding school’s students with his rare sensibilities and qualities. As a psychologist of the boarding school, and my husband as a professor of military history, we absorbed Yossi as a boy with an extraordinary uniqueness in love of the land and identification with the country’s security problems, human love and humanistic values. He was a member of the Scouts movement and was active in sports, swimming, running, hiking, and in the course of time he learned aikido and tai chi, He was very fond of playing, played the accordion for hours, had a great deal of curiosity and a thirst for knowledge, and so he read endlessly, his interest in philosophy, religion, nature, politics, history. He wrote poems, reviews and reservations about articles he read, and before he enlisted in the IDF, Yossi went on a trip to Kenya Mon his hunger for nature and he loved to live. Yossi was drafted into the IDF in early November 1983 and volunteered for the infantry of the Golani Brigade. He spent some time on the northern border in the liaison unit to southern Lebanon. When he completed his regular service, he wrote in his release certificate: “disciplined, efficient, performed his duty above what is required.” He then began to study Arabic and Chinese at the Hebrew University of Jerusalem. “During the year he studied at the university, Yossi stood out as a good and persistent student, both as a wonderful friend, a whole person who knew what was before him, pleased with himself and yet not arrogant, very honest,” says Dr. Lihi Yariv-Laor, Sometimes too honest) and respectful of his friends and teachers. “Since he was very thorough and profound, he decided to travel to China for a year, as his teacher Leah Glazman says:” Traveling to China – learning this strange language, , Not in a sterile academic way, with the desire to develop this direction and integrate it, once again, in the study of Arabic and Orientalism. “On the 17th of Tammuz 5770 (17.7.1990) Tse’elim active reserve duty, fell to Joseph while carrying out his duties and was laid-rest at the military cemetery in Nahariya. He left behind his parents and sister – Maya. In a letter of condolence to the bereaved family wrote to his commander: “It’s hard for me to write about Joseph in the past. Still with me was his tall stature, the blue of his eyes and especially his smile. Yossi was what they call ‘the morale of the company’. And not just ofThe company. The entire battalion, and especially the veteran fighters, knew Yossi. His kindness, his willingness to help, his countless volunteer activities, made Yossi a role model and a symbol for the entire company, and so did his death. He was not supposed to be the company liaison, and he was not supposed to be so close to the deadly shell. His smile and kindness will remain with us for a long time. “A friend, Yair Immanuel, wrote:” This is how I saw him in his life – a lone wolf in recognition. Always loved, always welcome, but choosing to follow his own path. Looking at the world with naive amazement on the one hand and with intelligent skepticism on the other hand: belongs and does not belong, happy and sad. He is an arrogant and mature child. (It is no wonder, then, that his friends came of all ages and many of them are older than him in the generation.) An adventurer and a man of the house, rebellious and conscientious, strict with himself and others. I’ll remember him this way-tall, strong, straight-eyed. Another of ours. One special. Yossi, we loved you, do not run away. Sit down. Stay with us. Let us talk a little. “Leah Glazman, Yossi’s teacher, whom he especially loved and admired, wrote a poem in his memory:” Have the angels glorified / your eyes glared? Have you ever been envious of the heavens / the blue of your eye? Their eyes have given / to be a star of light / in their tracks / Lamentations. The Hour of the Good Lord / to their offering / and not to your loved ones / Passengers passing by / In this lodge is the world. “
