Son of Zevulun and Hava. He was born in Tel Aviv on February 5, 1952. From his early years in elementary school in Givatayim, he became prominent in his wisdom and talents, his integration into the children’s society and his taking part in the various activities of the school. As a youth he joined the Hanoar Haoved Vehalomed movement and was one of the activists among his peers. On the occasion of his father’s mission abroad, Tamir traveled with his family to the United States, where he is thirteen years old. During his three years there he developed and expanded horizons. The contact with different cultures and the encounter with youth whose soil has grown differently have left their mark on the boy who struggles with the difficulties of the new tongue until absorbed in the alienated environment. He inquired of his good friends, and he was like his brothers. Together they learned and played, together they organized a ‘chess team’ which was active both in and outside the school. Together they prepared a theme for self-employment – a subject that Tamir has been sensitive to since the Eichmann trial – the Warsaw ghetto uprising. The work was presented to the class in the presence of the school principal and teachers, and gave its creators great appreciation to all present. In high school, too, he was not deterred by difficult and complicated tasks. Here the three bad guys tried their power to build a computer, the doubts were numerous and the obstacles were cash at every step. Tamir sought out all written material, asked the advice of professionals, collected and stored every piece of wood and a screw that might have been used in the Merkavah act – indeed, the computer was assembled and operated due to the persistence and consistency of its builders. When he returned to Israel, Tamir was absorbed into the Kalai High School in Givatayim, the days of hopes and prosperity that followed the Six-Day War, and tours and meetings were held with a population she had never known before. When he enlisted in the IDF in the summer of 1970, he was accepted to a pilot course, during which he went with some of his friends in the delegation to represent Israel. In spite of the grayness of his practical life, as a pilot, he needed a long way to go, Spirit and strong self-discipline in order to continue improving his ability, listening to the veterans and learning from their experience, he acquired the trust and affection of his commanders and friends, and in the Yom Kippur War he fulfilled his duties tirelessly. He continued to serve as an operations officer and as a flight instructor in the Air Force’s flight school, and he also had his qualities and skills. Five years of service in the air force have ended. His conscience required him to continue his military service. He wanted his studies. He always stood out as an adult in his statements and considerations. When he decided to go to the Technion in Haifa, he fulfilled his obligations as a student and devoted his energy to studies. Nor did he refuse any work to stand alone. And on the other hand, many days of training to maintain his ability as a pilot. The Air Force continued to be his home and he fulfilled every task he was entrusted with with dedication and responsibility. In the summer of 1976, he married his girlfriend Miri, and together they established a warm and open home for all, and in May 1977 he was called up for reserve service and during the course of his mission he embarked on missions and practice. On May 17, 1977, Leaving his young wife, his parents, his brother, and his sister, who was brought to rest in the Military Cemetery in Nahalat Yitzhak, and the commander of the squadron, who took a step with him and accompanied his progress in the air force. “We had a friend for life and work,Wim. In these societies, he also continued his reserve service, where he died. Tamir came to the unit as a young pilot and immediately found his place in the professional field, as a pilot and as an officer, and in the social field, later on he stood out for his integrity and ethical standards, which crowned him as our unofficial visitor. Tamir had the authority to comment and criticize beyond the accepted practice of the military, and his criticism was always accepted with all seriousness. The chapter of his doubts and hesitations before liberation showed me how much he cared and how important his things were. There are no words to express sorrow. The pain is deep. We are proud that Tamir was our friend. “
