Shlomo, son of Regina and Yosef, was born in Be’er Sheva on March 20, 1953. He studied at the Achva Elementary School in Be’er Sheva and continued his post-secondary studies in the biological- In the Negev capital, a lively and mischievous child who was a complete child, and was a gifted and diligent young man, who was meticulous in his actions, with a desire to learn and to please his parents and teachers. In the real trend, Shlomo knew that the challenge was great and required great diligence, so he would shut himself up for hours in his room and prepare his lessons. He was a member of the Scout movement and participated in the various activities of his classmates: “Shlomo was a type of ‘deep water penetrating deep’ “His friends say,” It was quiet, but kind. He knew many things. Shlomo’s father said that he had two great loves: the first – driving, and the second – Greek music, even when he was a tender child sitting on his father’s lap when the father was driving in his car. When he grew older, he learned to drive on his own, and by the time he was thirteen he was already familiar with driving. After graduating from high school, he was granted a driver’s license after several lessons, and since then no one has been Simcha with him. Shlomo liked to drive fast, in large cars, and did not miss an opportunity to press the gas pedal and take a long walk. He traveled the length and breadth of the country, loved its landscapes, and spoke a lot of its beauty and quality of life. His other love for Greek music originated in his childhood. When he was three he traveled with his family to Greece. When he returned to Israel and came to kindergarten, he chatted Greek; He forgot Hebrew… Later, he bought several records of Greek music and listened to them with great excitement. In the summer of 1969, after passing the matriculation exams, he went with his brother, Sami, to visit the family in Greece. During his journey he fell in love with the islanders’ life, learned their customs and listened to music that was popular and loved by them. He was drafted into the IDF in mid-November 1971. After completing his basic training, his commanders offered him a course in naval training, but he refrained from doing so because he did not want to extend the army. His service in the army beyond what is required; On the other hand, he wanted to serve in a combat unit. He dreamed of serving in an Armored Corps unit, and only because of the pleas of the family did he give up his wish. He was assigned to the Golani infantry brigade and was trained in a brigade commander’s course with a high grade (86), and one of his comrades attests that Shlomo was fond of all his comrades in arms. “He knew how to get along with everyone in basic training, … always performed his duties flawlessly … stubbornly insisted on his opinion, when he felt that he was right. ” In April 1973, Shlomo decided to go to the infantry officers course. The reason for his decision was explained by his friend: “It was his desire to serve as an example of an officer who controls the material, and on the other hand – the attempt to be a good friend of his subordinates, an officer who does not patronize.” The invitations to the graduation ceremony, scheduled for October 16, 1973, were sent to the families of the students, but the ceremony was not held. On the holiday of Rosh Hashana before the Yom Kippur War, Shlomo spent a vacation with his family. After the holiday he went to Jerusalem to participate in a series of education. On the fifth day, two days before the outbreak of the fighting, his parents came to visit him, brought him and his friends all the best and spoke with him in good spirits. BFrom the end of Yom Kippur, Shlomo called his parents and informed them of his departure for the front. He sent letters home, asking only one: “Do not worry about me!” Shlomo was sent to the southern front, where he worked as a rifleman and fought with Egyptian commandos who invaded Sinai. On the 22nd of Tishrei 5734 (22.10.1973) was one of the forces that attacked the “Butzer” outpost. Shlomo initially volunteered to be a half-track driver, but after all the armored half-tracks came on mines, he refused to continue as a half-track driver: “I am a fighter here, not a driver!” – announced unequivocally. He felt compelled to fight like the others. A mortar shell that hit him took his life. Shlomo was brought to rest in the civil cemetery in Be’er Sheva. He was survived by a father, mother, brother, and two sisters. After his fall, he was promoted to lieutenant colonel. In a letter of condolence to the bereaved family, the then Minister of Defense, Lieutenant General Moshe Dayan, wrote: “Shlomo served in the infantry. He was an excellent soldier and a loyal friend. Everyone who knew – loved. “Shlomo’s parents published a pamphlet in his memory, which included the words of friends, educators, commanders and family members about his character and his path.
