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Stranin, Yoash

Stranin, Yoash


Yoash, son of Rachel and Aryeh, was born on 24.4.1955 in Kibbutz Hatzor and went through all the stages of the kibbutz, from the nursery school, through Aluma in the elementary school to the Eyal group in high school. Yoash was gentle, kind, a little sad, he always had his shy smile, he was not free and tried very hard to behave like everyone else. Yoash was drafted into the IDF at the beginning of November 1972 and wanted to serve in the Armored Corp. He was an outstanding trainee, an exemplary example of his continued military service. He was of great physical fitness, devoted to his friends, volunteering for any mission, no matter what it was, and always on his lips: ‘Someone has to do it …: Yoash had a special humor, sarcastic, but charming and arrogant. He always had a high morale. He is remembered by his friends as someone who helps in difficult situations. Yoash was the glory of the company in his behavior and devotion. He was a fighter with every commander who was blessed with him, he was a fighter who could be assigned any task, and you knew that if Yoash did it, the mission would be carried out with all seriousness and thoroughness. “On Yom Kippur, Yoash sat with his unit on the Suez Canal (7.10.1973). When the Egyptians began to fly over us, the morale skyrocketed. We broke into a great song and ate chocolates. It seemed as if with each additional shell the morale had risen. When a strong artillery fire began and the daring was attacked, we began to understand that this is not a “small” battle. We ran to hide in the trenches. Tanks came to us and we joined them in order to help the “clutch” outpost that was attacked from the sea. Yoash was very quiet and alert. We continued on our way to the “Lexicon” axis. Yoash was wounded and suddenly Yoash shouted: “I was injured in the leg.” We wanted to wear it. We saw a blood stain on his neck. The fire grew stronger, and the last groans of the wounded mingled with the thunder of the shells.” He was laid to rest in the cemetery at Kibbutz Hatzor, leaving behind a father, a mother, two brothers and a sister.

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