Son of Margalit and Michael. He was born on November 8, 1966, in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, where his family made his father’s studies. In 1967 the family returned to Israel and lived in Haifa. Ron studied at the Hebrew Reali School. In December 1970 his sister Tal was born. When he was eleven, he traveled with his parents to the United States for two years and attended a school in New Jersey. He continued his high school studies at the Hebrew Reali School in Haifa with a mathematical-scientific track. Activism was a prominent feature of Ron from a tender age: he always turned, climbed, handled, dismantled, and checked. He was interested in tractors and heavy machinery. From the moment he learned to read, he began to ‘devour’ books from whatever he could. He read encyclopedias and everything he found at home, and amazed his parents with the amount of knowledge he had accumulated. On the other hand, the school routine did not always suit him. “It’s hard to say that Sharon was a student who worked on his studies. It was not so much in his mind. His priorities were simply different. Ron – consciously and prominently – preferred his social and sporting activities to Scouts and Gadna and the fostering of his social ties to his studies. ” Indeed, Ron was a member of the scouts movement, completed a course for battalion commanders in the Gadna and took part in many circles. In 1982 he graduated with a course in “Pless” and in 1983 he took part in a course in the Gadna and was awarded a light aircraft. During his search for additional challenges, he also went on a cliff-climbing course, a diving course and a ski course, and planned a paragliding course and air gliders. After completing his studies, he traveled to Canada with a Gadna-Air delegation, and when he returned he worked for a few months at the Raphael library and managed to spend a ski vacation in Austria. In the Raphael Library he found a treasure trove of books and magazines on airplanes and weapons systems, which he liked: “As soon as he arrived, he conquered us all with his Sabra integrity and with his noble behavior to every man. While the twinkling flicker flickered in his eyes, all jest and jest, and a man who knew what was in front of him was already forming against the eyes. He had sharp senses, he had an intellectual depth, he was quick-thinking, he considered the main thing. “In mid-January 1985, he was drafted into the IDF and accepted to a pilot course. He had been in the course for almost a year before he had to leave because of broken leg walking. In his recovery, he was sent to the artillery corps, to the commanders’ course, and from there to the officer’s course. At the end of this course, he completed a course for completing artillery officers and was ordained as an officer in November 1986. He was assigned to a Nahal unit as an artillery co-ordinator, and for a year or so he underwent training and activity on the northern border, including encounters with terrorists “A), and promoted to the rank of lieutenant. In January 1988, he was stationed in the north of the country in the position of assistant commander of the platoon, and he returned to his post as assistant colonel, who wrote that Ron was “a professional officer who went down to detail in carrying out his tasks. On October 8, 1988, Ron fell in combat in Lebanon and was brought to the world’s military cemetery in Haifa. He received a certificate of appreciation and respect for his service in the regular army. Survived by his parents and sister. In a letter of condolence to the bereaved family, Defense Minister Yitzhak Rabin wrote: “Captain Ron Werner gave his life for his homeland and fell north of the Fatma Gate in the Lebanese security zone when a car bomb exploded in an IDF jeep convoyReturned soldiers from operations in the security zone of Lebanon. Ron served in the Artillery Corps. He loved the IDF and his service there, was always smiling, he loved weapons, he had a sense of humor, he loved to help, he was meticulous, hard-working, he performed well all the tasks he was assigned to. “I realized that maybe you are one of the happiest people who do what they love, and love what they do,” wrote Dror, a classmate. His unit published a booklet in his memory containing the words of family and friends about his character. An investigation in 2017 updated that the space was promoted to the rank of captain after his death.
