Zwabner, Jonathan

Jonathan, son of Chaya and Akiva, was born on October 27, 1950, in Jerusalem. He studied at Beit Hakerem Elementary School in the Beit Hakerem neighborhood, and then went on to study at the Boyar High School in Jerusalem. My dove, as his family and many acquaintances often called him, was a lively boy, full of mischief and love of life. At school he was an excellent student and in the neighborhood, among his friends, he was loved by all. The neighborhood he grew up in – one of the nicest neighborhoods in Jerusalem – gave him a quiet and optimistic character and gave him self-confidence and faith in people. My dove was the means between his two brothers, the eldest Roni and the young Uzi, and because of the tiny age difference between them, they became friends in Lev and soul. All the neighborhood’s residents knew the “triomvirate” that never broke apart. They spent a lot of time together and went on trips together around Jerusalem, or around the country. My dove was a diligent and quick-paced pupil, quickly and easily grasping the material of his studies, and his successes came effortlessly. Despite this, he did not disregard the school and kept his school obligations. The teachers admired him as a student and liked him as a young man, full of optimism and love of people. My dove liked to help his friends and would devote many hours of his time to explaining and teaching friends who had failed in their studies. He has a rare personal charm and the ability to listen with sincere attention to each person. Many would come to him and talk to him about their problems, and he would listen to them with his good smile and be able to give them the feeling that they were not alone in dealing with their problems. His image aroused immediate confidence and confidence in everyone he met. Therefore, many did not hesitate to tell him very personal secrets, knowing that he was not only completely reliable, but also sensitive and understanding. Yonati liked to play sports, was a member of the Betar basketball team in Jerusalem and invested a great deal of his time and energy in it, and he continued to practice for a long time and was an excellent teamman who did not try to stand out at the expense of others. , And not to his own success, so he was always admired for his teammates and was always able to inspire an atmosphere of cooperation in which he participated in one of the most successful games in his team, thanks to an atmosphere of mutual trust in his presence. His coaches prophesied him a brilliant future as a basketball player and promised him military service near Jerusalem, so that he could contribute to the team that was on the brink of going up to the national league. But he refused and demanded that he serve in a field unit. Yehonatan was drafted into the IDF in early August 1969 and was assigned to the Armored Corps, where he completed basic courses in the Armored Corps and completed his studies as a tank gunner, And his commanders were so pleased with his achievements that after a relatively short period of time they sent him to an officer’s course and to the Armored Corps Officers Course, where he was awarded good grades, so they decided to leave him for a while in the Armored Officers School. My pigeon was enthusiastic about the roles he played in the army Litt volunteered for a regular army service at the end of his compulsory service period, and in my periodic opinion on IDF officers, I always enjoyed excellent evaluations and the highest grades. His commanders wrote that he was exceptionally successful in the field of command and control and valued him as a dedicated and responsible commander with an excellent perception and great resourcefulness. They also emphasized that he has a broad professional knowledge, very efficient in every situation, and especially he excels in teamwork. During the Yom Kippur WarKefirim, my pigeon participated as a commander of a tank company in the brutal fighting that our forces conducted along the Suez Canal. In the war, he excelled in courage and in the brotherhood of warriors, and for this he was awarded a commendation by the chief of staff: “Upon the outbreak of the war, Yehonatan moved to the Maoz area,” he told the battalion commander. He entered the stronghold in his tank after the other tanks of his company They were hurt, in order to rescue the people from the stronghold. He was brought to eternal rest in the Mount Herzl cemetery in Jerusalem. Survived by his parents and two brothers.