His mother eulogized him: “My Yaheli, you shone a light with your green eyes and charming smile. A beautiful, intelligent, creative, beloved, special, and extraordinary person. You studied physics and theater, wrote songs, lyrics, and music, an artist at heart. You were a fighter for justice, brave, daring, going with your truth. You paid prices for it – but you were at peace with your path,” she described her son. “You always took initiative and responsibility wherever you were – in school, in the NOAL Youth Movement, during your service year, and in the army. You had to deal with Dad’s illness and took care of him tirelessly.

On that black Saturday, the moment you heard a war broke out, you fought to return to your battalion even though you were already in a different role, you drove south to fight. You fought, were exposed to harsh sights, and even after you were injured – you returned to battle. You explained to me that everything can be done with the head inside the tank, and despite the risk, I know that like all the things you did, you did the best you could. Thank you for what you were to me, for us.”