Daughter of Edna and Yoram. She was born on March 12, 1969, in Kearon. She is the second child of a family of four. ‘Shlomit in Hope for Peace’ Her parents called her – after the night she was born her father was informed of the fall of his two comrades, paratroopers in the paratroopers, in the Jordan Valley. Shlomit’s childhood and youth were spent in Ra’anana, where her family settled after returning from a year in the United States on a mission to the IDF, where she studied at the Bartov Elementary School in the Alon junior high school and the Ostrovsky High School, an active and playful girl. In her graduation book, her friends wrote: “Blue eyes and a captivating laugh will always make Shlomit a liking.” In her youth, she was a member of the Mahanot Ha’olim youth movement and took part in folk dancing classes in September. 1987 Shlomit enlisted in the IDF. At the end of basic training, she asked to serve in the air force – in the hope that she would not be identified as the ‘grandchild of a champion’ and would be able to route through her own forces. She was selected for the course of sales symbols, completed successfully and was appointed to serve in the Far South in the F-16 squadron. She was outstanding in her performance and was chosen as an outstanding soldier by the base commander. Although she was immediately identified as suitable for an officers’ course she was delayed due to her vitality in the squadron. After about a year, although she was a few months before completing her mandatory service, Shlomit was asked by the Air Force headquarters to take an officer’s course so that she could serve as an operations officer in the corps. She completed the basic officer training course and the officers’ training course with very high grades and returned at her request and requested the base to serve in the same F-16 squadron that she left. The opinion of the squadron commander reads: “Shlomit plays her role very well, responsible, dedicated and very well executed.” When it was decided to establish a new squadron – the Apache Helicopter Squadron – Shlomit was chosen from among all the operations officers who wished to be part of the squadron’s squad. With a small team of pilots and officers, Shlomit enlisted in the exciting activity of building a new squadron and absorbing aircraft and pilots. She invested in the fascinating role, and it was evident in everything she did – setting procedures, writing orders, organizing and designing the operations room and managing flights and operations. In this role, Shlomit reached a new peak in her self-realization and in her ability and talents. When she managed to cope and fill positions and tasks that until then were meant for pilots only. But Lieutenant Shlomit, despite the heavy responsibility and tremendous pressure at work, remained the same, somewhat shy and young Shlomit … with a delicate sense of humor and laughing blue eyes, with which she managed to dissolve and dispel any stubbornness and resistance. She was a special commander, quiet but businesslike and always with a smile. She had a surprising contrast, a mischievous mischievousness and deep seriousness, smiling and soft, stubborn and insistent on hers. Would have demanded of itself and its surroundings perfection without waiver and without malfunction. “We worked for nights and days, flying and closing in on every corner, every detail, there was no subject too small to deal with,” she wrote, “I found Shlomit an amazing caring, a desire for perfection that even annoyed me a little.” “Shlomit was a wonderful friend, always with a warm word, good advice, willing to do anything to help.” She knew how to utilize not only her skills but also her life – to derive from life the good and the beautiful that they can give She received and returned love, and it filled her with a joy of life, and she loved the house, the family and the friends, the job, the soldier, the pilot, the pilots … On Friday, 27 Kislev, 2.1990) Shlomit fell when she took off on a winter nightWith four of its members from Apache pilots from their base in the Negev, on a Cessna, which crashed near his departure. After her death she was promoted to captain. Shlomit was brought to rest in the military cemetery in Raanana. Survived by her parents, two sisters – Dini, Anat, and brother – Yiftach. Lived twenty-one Avivim and fell in her role as an operations officer in the air force. “She was the best officer I knew,” said the base commander. “During all the years I served in the Air Force, I did not know a better officer than her. I did not know anyone who approached her.” From the words of her brother, Yiftach: “Like a glowing meteor illuminating the skies of the earth, you came and in twenty-one years your short years illuminated the skies of our lives, when the only ones are a bright smile to every needy person, whether near or far, bright blue eyes laughing in all directions – Looking for content reveals to you the true soul of Shlomit, without an attempt to cover up or hide its contents … And only to cry to heaven and remember how you once shine in the skies of our lives as a meteor – but like a meteor – home. From the words of her father, Major General Yea: “… a person has no happier source than his children, and nothing more fills him with life than you are – and Shlomit, more than anything else, you were a source of joy for all of us, your mother, your sisters, your brother, , Your playful and laughing laugh, as you grew older, as your rolling laughter turned into a captivating smile.Grandma used to say that you are like a sun on a winter day, warming your heart and filling it with joy – and our source of joy is blocked,
