Weiss, Michael (Micha Chaim)

Ben Henia and Moshe. Michael was born in Yavne on June 6, 1956, the youngest son of Holocaust survivors, a younger brother of Zipporah, Esther, Jacob, David and Dvora. From childhood Michael was fondly called Micah, and sometimes – Mike. He grew up in Yavne until the age of four, when the family moved to Moshav Hadid, east of Yehud. When Micha was twelve years old, the family moved to Ness Ziona and completed their basic studies at the Chabad school in the Yishuv, where he received a traditional Jewish education, and at the end of eighth grade Micha went to work as a locksmith until he joined the army. Hanoar Haoved, Micha joined the army on April 3, 1974. He served in the Armored Corps, and after serving in the army, And later served in the Jordan Valley and Bet El, and in 1986 Micah moved to serve in the Air Force, with an ammunition division at the Tel Nof base, and since then he served as an airfield, In his work, among other things, he manufactured wagons to transport missiles intended for arming planes, “said Dubi, who was Micha’s commander. He later became one of the best officers and an excellent friend. In time I got to know him as one of the better people I’ve ever met. He was never able to say he could not, not interested, even when he really could not perform hard physical work. I found a reliable, professional, honest person, especially a person who wants to help everyone. “During his service Micha advanced to the rank of senior sergeant, and during his army service Micha completed high school studies, including a high school diploma. Later he also studied for a bachelor’s degree in business administration, a degree he did not receive. Micha was the source of his parents’ pride in the Holocaust survivors. At the beginning of 1976, during his compulsory service, Micha married Leah. In 1977, the week he started his career, the eldest daughter, Sima, was born. Rachel (Heli) was born in 1981 and Ido was born in 1993. Micha built a home for his family in Mazkeret Batya. He turned out to be a wonderful husband and father, supporting and giving as much as possible to all his family. Leah, Micah’s wife, wrote: “… A year and a half after we married, Sima was born, our daughter was born, the joy and excitement in your eyes was very great, you became a father, ‘the happiest father in the world,’ you used to say. Four years after the birth of Sima, Heli was born, and to your joy there was no limit, and there were those who were surprised, such joy after a second daughter, how is it possible? … You always said that two children is not enough, one needs a third child, and so, when Sima is sixteen and a twelve-year-old boy, a good little boy, Micha, So you decided to call him Ido, and as always you helped me and you were by my side all the time … You were a true friend of the whole family, the girls, Ido and me. ” Micha and Leah raised their children with love and respect. He was able to educate and help, but also to give them the space and the freedom to act according to their understanding and decision. “You were everything at home, father and very loving husband, you and Mom were an example of a relationship and family happiness … Everything you did together, with true love and respect, for us children were a hero, strong, considerate with logic that guided us every step of our lives Protecting us from concern on the one hand, and allowing us to grow independent with independent thinking on the other. ” Micha was a real person full of emotions, his wife said, but also practical and wiseHis daily conduct. He had a talent for expressing himself well, he wrote a lot but did not keep his writing. During his spare time he used to sculpt with iron, and the family home was full of his own work. Micha was blessed with a sense of fashion, always elegant in appearance and usually with special sunglasses, and he liked to influence the appearance of the family. Galit, the family’s hairdresser, said: “Micha had a great influence on the hair design of the family, and Leah loved reddish color, his daughters loved him in blond color, Ido always had a special haircut he loved.” Family trips were very popular on Micha, and on trips he combined his additional love – photography. Among other things, he traveled with his wife, his youngest son and his wife’s parents to Turkey, for a walk of roots. He also liked to listen to songs from Turkey. Micha liked to mention events in the family, he always knew how to celebrate and to give gifts to his loved ones. He also made a point of writing greetings to his loved ones. “I wish you all the happiness in the world … Only happiness will visit our home, with lots of love, understanding and flowers … Continue to be the only and most brilliant woman in my life, to continue the love and prosperity of the future, to continue a successful, fruitful and active marriage” . And Leah wrote about her husband Micah: “Micah is the best friend I’ve ever had in my life, he will share with me my thoughts, my moods, my laughter and my tears … Micha is something to live with and follow him to the end of the world. This is because I feel this way toward my husband, he lights my world with love and laughter, gives my life a warm promise of spring, and thanks to him I always feel so young. ” Micah was a sensitive and caring person who understood and knew how to identify with others. He had a great sense of humor, he liked to laugh and he could tell jokes. Because of this, he easily liked his surroundings and always appreciated everything. Shmulik, Micha’s friend, wrote: “I loved your honesty, your modesty, your behavior, and in one word that says how much I loved the person in you … I can say that I was lucky, yes, lucky. These were not just words, you were a role model for a family father and a model and a model in your military service, I had great respect for you Micah, so much so that I saw you as a role model. , And most of all the calm that affected us that we were near you. ” “There are people who do not always have to use words to make contact, one of them was Micha, my quiet friend,” said Meirav, a friend of Micha’s: “There was a very thin, invisible thread between me and you, which connects us without sound. To know that you listened and you share my joy, my sadness, every word I heard at that moment … I will remember you, my quiet friend, calm, one who is always there and can be reached. ” Ofra, the neighbor of the family, said: “I was a young girl whose life rolled her into Mazkeret Batya, alone, far from family, with a baby and husband who works most of the day outside the city. The warmth you knew to give to each other and to your children conveyed to me as well, and warmed my heart every day … There was someone to help, a feeling that someone should always turn. ” Senior sergeant Micha fell while carrying out his duties on April 2, 2002. A few months earlier, a virus had been found in his brain, his vision gradually lost, and after six months in which he was treated with devotion in his home by his wife, The wedding of his eldest daughter, Micha, was forty-six years old when he died, and was brought to rest in the military section of the orphanageIn Mazkeret Batya. Survived by a woman and three children, a mother, three sisters and two brothers. Leah, Micha’s wife, published the book “My Michael” in his memory, and she writes: “This book is dedicated to my children: Sima and her husband Yuval, Racheli and Ido and my future grandchildren. Win”. The book tells about Micha and separates him from the family, friends, colleagues and commanders from the army. Among these things were Micha’s letters to his family and several poems. Sima, Micha’s eldest daughter, wrote: “Father, you were not only a father, you were a friend and a consultant … You tried to fulfill all our requests and desires, and you always said that you did so as long as you could, because who knows where tomorrow will be. And you are not with us, but only in your body are you with us, you will be with us forever, I thank you for the beautiful life you have given us, and for the right to be our father. “Thank you for letting me know that I am your baby … Thank you for guiding me through difficult times of distress … Thank you for making the rules and bending them as necessary … Thank you for standing by me when I needed For encouragement and support, and that you moved aside and made the way for me to continue walking alone when the time came, thank you for all the beautiful years we have gone through together. ” Ido, the youngest son, said goodbye to his father: “Daddy, do you remember the days when the house was all my world? How did little things look so big? I did not know your world, but you bent over me and shared my colorful puddles with me. The face of the fish watching from the pool, the glints of beetle wings, pebbles and bottle caps, everything was magical, you showed me secret things … you lifted me high on your shoulders and let me touch the treetops … I grew up a little since then, Beyond all the changes, and everything you gave me will be part of me forever … You were not only my father, you were my best friend … I miss you very much … and you are not around. ” My father, the brother of his wife Leah, wrote about Micah: “A whole book will not be enough to commemorate your memory, to remember you and never to forget You have always been with us and will always call us forever as my great brother, saying that angels are in heaven, Leah’s second brother added, “You were a teacher of life in your love for Leah and for the children who were for you as a kind of temple; and Labana, Leah’s younger sister, wrote:” We remember all your virtues. / You have been a loving and loving family member / good friend who only thinks about the good of the other. / Always giving out the giving of truth / and always striving only to listen and give. “And your image envelops us all in the halo of an angel / as a pure man whose heart will never be forgotten.” Chava and Eran Shefi, friends of the family, wrote according to the letters of Micah’s name: “Dear Micah, you were a close friend. / Days pass, a year has already passed, and there is no day in which we do not remember with blessing. / All of you is honesty and honesty, an aesthetic person, a good soul. / Father like you who will find? You gave love to the point of sacrifice. / A wide heart full of love, to your wife Leah you were a model husband. And hands gave you God, with great talent. / Hands that could do wonders – by a genius craftsman. / Days pass, a whole year has passed, and there is no cure for sorrow and pain. / A story of life so beautiful but short, cut off by a cruel sword of fate without heart. “