My baby... there are no words to describe the deep, dark abyss that opened up when I heard the doorbell ring. Life was divided into before and after. Before - I won you, 21 years I enjoyed you every second when you were next to me and every second that I knew you existed and I will see you soon. I never had to educate you or teach you to be a person - you were the best person I knew since you were born. I can only look at you in admiration and say thank you to the universe. And I really did it all the time, I knew you were a miracle and that I was privileged to be your mother. After - I have no idea, how to live after...my heart is broken...I miss you so much...

Jonathan, thank you for all the privilege I had to know you, I will never forget your smile when you entered the barbershop, from the first moment I met you I knew I had the privilege of meeting someone else, someone who was more than just a customer, each time you would come with a different friend of yours until I got to know them all and for a moment I felt Some of you, thank you for who you were, thank you for the good conversations with you, for always seeing only the good, and your smile, your smile will stay with us forever ️️

Gershon Dear and all your family! Accept our condolences. Большое спасибо и градность Йонатану за спачение наших жизней

Dear Jonathan, I knew you when you were in your mother's womb. She was young and beautiful, a good friend with the sweetest voice I've ever heard. You were born perfect, blonde with big eyes and a balanced smile. The truth is, when I think about you, it seems to me that you are one of the few who resemble both your mother and father equally, and also Linush, of course. Your smile was so prominent on your beautiful face, when you were a child, a teenager and in recent years a man. Sorry I can't write everything I said and I'll say more and your mom and dad are here, I feel it's very personal and cry endlessly with them. Your fall as a hero does not make the grieving any easier. I believe that you see everything from above, take care of your mother, father and sister from there and we, the friends, will try to support them from here.

Jonathan, the strongest memory I have of you for some reason, is when you were still a skinny 14-year-old boy, even before you became a huge, muscular man. We were on a skiing holiday in Sala Ronda as we like - parents and children together. Your father took you for a few days to refresh your surfing skills because you haven't surfed in a long time. Then we stand in front of one of the most difficult routes called Saslung and I signal everyone to jump and jump myself. And suddenly with complete elegance and fearlessness you pass me like nothing and rush forward. And this is the same one who "hasn't surfed in a long time"! So I was very surprised. That's why I wasn't at all surprised when you chose to go to patrol formation days and tried with all your might to be accepted into elite units. You galloped forward and succeeded in a big way! I have no doubt that even on the worst day of all you would be determined to carry out a mission and win. You galloped forward and passed them all. And we're grateful we'll never be able to get you. Rest in peace, hero.

June, I had the privilege and honor of knowing you since childhood. My older child also knew you, you talked at meetings in the forest about the army and technologies. You always had a huge smile and light in your eyes. That way you will remain in our memory and heart. You are a hero of life and a hero in the history of a country.

Jonathan will always remain a 21-year-old hero.....may God raise your blood!

The tears don't stop, you just disappear like that in one day, without saying goodbye, without saying hello. I don't stop thinking about you every day, I miss you so much, some Saturdays you don't write me your traditional Shabbat Shalom on WhatsApp, it's been too long since we haven't updated each other, we haven't said goodbye, we haven't had some tea session at the office. You will always be a huge part of my heart and I will always remember you and your amazing smile, the deep conversations with you, training with you, our laughs and bites and your amazing listening ability! You are our hero and always will be! Thank you for the privilege to go through all these experiences together with you and to know a friend who is truly for life

Gershón, I learned only today about your grief. I look at photos from our sailing ten years ago, and my heart refuses to believe. Светлая память и безмерная градность ЗАЩИТНИКУ

Jonathan my beloved brother! I don't know how to immortalize you, your smile, your heart. Just a second ago we were walking in Nahal Kasziv Ofek found a cave there and entered with the rolling laughter of small children to the end of the cave...just a second ago we lit a fire behind the unit for all the staff to prepare poika for everyone...just a second ago we went running to the sea entered the sea and had a conversation soul for life... my beloved brother, all the words reduce your greatness, I learned a lot from you, I miss you...

Dear Jonathan...how do you describe all your inner beauty in words? It is impossible, there are not enough words to describe what an amazing person you are. I've known you since you were a baby, I've seen you grow from a child to a warrior, becoming tall, strong and intelligent. The years flew by...but your face remained just like the face of the little boy I knew... Jonathan there is not a day when I don't think of you! The world has lost the most precious thing of all - you. A golden child, a child of calm. I will make sure to immortalize you. Everyone will know who Jonathan was. hero of Israel. Of blessed memory

Dear Jonathan, my son Jonathan too. I didn't know you before but your story entered my heart. I feel a bit like your mother, in addition to the Jonathan I gave birth to. Thanks to you I got to know your amazing mother and I am very proud of it. We will try to make a more normal life here, so that we don't have to accept such beautiful flowers...

I knew Yonatana from where he worked: during school he worked with my son Ron. Yonatan was a bright child, with big kind eyes, radiated positive energy and it was always very pleasant to talk to him. It is very painful to realize that there is no such thing

Спасибо, Yonatan! Thank you from me and my family. We were not familiar, but I am honored to know that the great wars and defenders of our people did not remain in the legends. Thank you from all the people of Israel, we will always remember you. Светлая тебе память, и участье твое прекрасной симей

Our dear Jonathan! With your death you became a child of the entire nation of Israel! We will love and remember you forever, as long as the people of Israel live - you live! There is no greater loss than losing your child, the whole country is now bereaved, because we lost you. We are all crying with your mom and dad. Thank you for your contribution, and forgive us for not being able to keep you. Thanks to you the nation of Israel is alive!

My heart cries...cries every time I see our lovely children, the salt of the earth, the future that will not be...I want to hug you all. We don't know each other, but now I know Yoni and his family, know and love. And I will tell more and more people about it - so that they remember! We must remember one by one. June, you are a true hero! Forever Young. Of blessed memory

Светлая тебе память Yonatan! Love and deep respect for your family.

I met Yonatan when I gathered the Boy Scout tribe in Nala. I haven't seen him for many years, but even when he grew up, you can immediately recognize his kind eyes and warm smile. Although the relationship between us was not preserved, the pain is very deep for the loss of such a beautiful child with a good heart. May you rest in peace Jonathan, and may your soul be bundled in the bundle of life.

I didn't have the privilege to know Yonatan but it sounds like he had a beautiful and pure soul. I'm from New York, but the loss of each member of Am Israel pains each and every one of us. You're in our thoughts and prayers and we love you all so much. May his soul rest in heaven, may the Holy One, blessed be He, watch over all of you and the entire State of Israel, we love you very, very much. Natalie

To the Dear Family of Yonatan Savitsky, Although there is physical distance between us, my heart and my mind are right there in Israel, alongside my brothers and sisters. I am writing to take some of your pain onto my shoulders, to share it with you so that the devastating pain of your loss can be somewhat eased. It is especially impressive that Yonatan mastered becoming a Staff Sergeant in the elite Egoz Unit of the Commando Brigade. Yonatan's valor was noticeably demonstrated as he gallantly engaged in battle for seven uninterrupted hours. Yonatan surpassed what most humans can endure, and he persevered, in order to succeed in freeing the post of Kissufim. People all around the world are reading about Yonatan's laudable achievements. Yonatan was a true hero who will be remembered with honor by all. Thank you for sharing Yonatan with Klal Yisroel, so that he was able to defend Israel and protect our people.

I don't know you or your family, but you are my family, too. Please know that you, Tantan, are missed and that all of Klal Yisroel is holding tightly onto you and your family. May we have Moshiach now, with the sun and rain dwelling in the dust Writing with Love, Liba

Svetlaya память Yonatanu and all the heroes of Israel who gave their lives, protecting us. Bezmernoe grief, deep condolences to the family and relatives

Dear Yonatan! Спасибо, что ты есть I don't believe you died, you just moved to another dimension, not available for people who are still on Earth. Now you look at us and smile. Улыбайся always. I thank you and your parents for all the good that you brought to this world! God will come with you

Such young, handsome, kind guys shouldn't die. Please forgive us, Jonathan, for being unable to create a world where you came and lived, kinder, safer, and more harmonious. We will always remember you, your bright smile, your courage, and your love for life. Eternal memory

Dear Yonatan, thank you for your life, which you sacrificed for us...for all of the Israelis. We owe you life and we will always remember you! Bless your memory

Johnny made his personal commitment at the "Cafe Europa" club. I was the youth coordinator. It was impossible to miss him - first came a smile, on two long legs, laughing eyes and a wide heart. Johnny was pleasant and good to the other teenagers who were with him. It was good for the club members who are Holocaust survivors. He always made contact with them, served refreshments, participated in activities, until he was asked to dance with them. So he preferred not and all with a smile. When I saw his picture in the newspaper, it was hard to believe that the smiling guy was not alive. I will remember him forever, I will visit the Sha'ul named after him and feel proud to have known him.

Jonathan, even three months later it's hard not to think about you. Every day that passes I regret and regret that I didn't invest and put in more effort, but I know that despite everything we were good friends. The outings, the meetings, the laughs will forever be in my heart. From today I can walk by my house, by your house, look at the place in your memory, know that you are with us all the time, watching over us, watching over us. Thank you for the amazing guy you were, you will forever be in my heart and in the memories from before the army that never leave my mind. I wish I could have one more meeting with you to close the circle, love you forever.

Jonathan. Savitsky. The boy with the captivating smile and good luck that never ends. I was privileged to be the head of your bus on the trip to Poland. I always knew how kind, polite, right to help you. But I didn't know how much. Always the first to offer and provide help. Always the last one left to make sure no more help is needed. And all with a captivating smile and accompanied by warm words. I asked myself - where are there other children like this? By giving respect to the group of equals and authority figures, with a captivating smile and by giving the feeling that everything is small about you. It is neither a hassle nor a burden. This is your way. Your parents were blessed to raise a boy like you, your sister was blessed with a devoted brother and your Adi, your beloved, was blessed with a man whose likeness every Arab dreams of. We won too - a teacher with a student like you. May your memory be blessed dear and beloved Jonathan.

The longing did not fade, did not disappear, did not end. The longing does not recede, it intensifies and pulsates. A remnant of memory flashes in the hustle and bustle of the day, time suddenly stops and the throat chokes. you are so missing...

Дорогой наш, Йоничка - Герой,Защитник,Смелый и Доблестный!!! You saved many people, but you left so early... That's how you want to believe in reincarnation! Read my message to you. When your sister Linochki will have children...be one of them...we don't even need to give signs, we recognize you by your smile and your hugs when we meet!!! ...сердце разбито...но как-то надо дышать...бесконечно любим тебя, наш родной...

100 days since you left... The last time I counted 100 days were until my release, and unfortunately from now on I will count forward and not backward and the count will never end... How do you say goodbye to your best friend? How do you continue to live as if nothing happened? What do you do with all the longing? We planned our entire life together down to the smallest detail, brother, from the army to a relationship to a trip after the army and where we would live, I loved you like I have never loved anyone else and there is no day that we don't talk. You knew everything about me and I knew about you, it took me a long time to digest that you are no longer with me, and the truth is that I am broken, brother, it burns in my heart every time I pass by your house or I look at our pictures I am suffocated. You left me alone in this cruel world and every day is a struggle for me, from getting up in the morning to sitting with my boyfriend at Danny's house and looking at your permanent place that will always be empty. They say time heals everything but there is no medicine that will relieve longing... Everything reminds me of you and you are on my mind all day. You left without saying goodbye properly and how much I would give to tell you that I love you and what a big, long hug, I will always remember you and immortalize you every moment, my children will know who you were to me and to everyone - I promise you, Yoni. Thank you for everything you did for me and for protecting me from a heroic death and I hope you looked up with pride that I avenged your death. This is not a farewell letter because we are not really saying goodbye, we are starting a new and different path than we knew, I will continue to sit by your grave and you will continue to come to me in my dreams... yours always - Sagi

This week we started working on your commemoration, it's been a little over three months and it's the first time I have the courage to write about you. It's crazy how you can sum up a crazy person like you, I remember all the classes in high school where we sat and didn't stop laughing, God knows how we managed to learn something. I remember all the times me, you, a fan and Shek never stopped interrupting. The language classes at nine-tenth o'clock that's all we wanted the class to be over. I remember the moments when I used to meet you at the BA before you left medics, how we would pass each other in two lines and you were all smiling and happy, we would exchange experiences and compare between a nut and a 51. Funny that in the end you were killed when you came to save my friends from the battalion. I wish I had the opportunity to sit with you in class one more time and just laugh. I miss you friend - Rabin

Although I only got to speak with Yonatan at the end of the day when I was waiting for the bus with him and the group from the AMT class we studied together - but I can say that I really enjoyed being in his company and I regret that I didn't get to know Yonatan more.

Jonathan, I tried to think for so long what I could write to you... I don't know how to describe the immense pain and how hard it is to get used to the world without you. All that remains to be done is to thank you for who you were and for leaving behind a fleet of people who would like to be at least a little like you, with a wide, warm and loving heart like yours. Thank you for taking such a big part in my childhood, it was fun growing up together and gaining experiences, thank you for all the sweet memories... I'm sorry we didn't meet more as we grew up and I promise to hurt and remember you forever, for me you were always family... love and miss you very much, Tali

Dear Jonathan, You are a real HERO. Thank you for saving Israel's nation. Am Israel Hai.

When I think of Jonathan, I smile a huge, uncontrollable smile, and within a few seconds my smile disappears and everything feels heavier. Beloved Jonathan, it is impossible to describe this bitter feeling of loss and the longing that attacks us all. I promise you that no matter what, we will continue our lives in your way, a way that will spread light, love and smiles from ear to ear, to every person, no matter what, just as you would have wanted. A passage I wrote about a larger-than-life person - Savitzky: Savitzky, you would hide lettuce or a hard-boiled egg in your lunchbox to keep it for later so that, God forbid, you wouldn't be short of something to snack on... You would also prescribe me four months after we finished the course Shabbat Shalom, Commander! And good week, Commander! I would put the strongest tourniquet on you possible to demonstrate and scare the rest of the class, and when I asked you what you were feeling, you answered me, "A little tingling." From the first day of our course, I told the entire staff that this is my anchor, and remember what I said, this person will be the heart of the course, and you never stopped proving how right I was, and I would look at you from the sidelines, with a heart full of pride, wondering what crazy things you were going to do, not only in military service but in life, because it was so evident in you. I was just jealous of the next commanders you would have, and I didn't want the course to end because I wanted some more quality time before you returned to the unit. Every time people saw me looking for something with my eyes, they would tell me: "Don't worry, Savitzky is here." And how much it hurts now. You were the first to volunteer and the first to model, the person everyone followed, because they loved you, appreciated you, and understood how pure your heart was, how much giving and caring burned in you. In your unique way, so modestly, sharply, and strongly, you entered the heart of everyone who met you. Your sense of humor, kind eyes, and your huge, captivating smile were your hallmark. All the most proud, funniest, most moving, and best moments during this period I shared with you and they will remain in my heart forever. I was privileged to command you and more than anything, I was privileged to know you deeply. You only aspired to do good and set such a high standard for yourself in everything and always stood by it, and here you are again. You are one of the best, Savitzky. And I wish it could have ended differently, I have no way to describe the magnitude of the loss... My heart and that of many others is simply shattered... Rest in peace, hero!

Hi Savitsky, this will sound a bit cringe, but I had about four dreams and you appeared in them (check it out it will make you laugh) and in each one you smiled and invited me to sit with you. And in the last dream I looked at your story and you uploaded a selfie with a sentence you always say and I came to write you - "Savitsky! Are you here ! Why does everyone think you left?"...and then I saw that it was in honor of your commemoration after all. So it's still not caught, even in dreams it's so strange that you are found and then suddenly disappear... You are a beautiful and special person with a big soul. I will remember you forever.

We were together in class the whole division, and in high school we already split up. But you always stood out to all the children in your energies, in your heart. I've known you since you were 12, so small and cute and blond. It is true that we were not in the same group of friends or very close or anything else but you were simply Jonathan, someone that everyone knows, that everyone loves and unanimously agrees that he is a really sweet and pure and pleasant and empathetic, smart and sociable and special person. I passed by the gate they set up for you and burst into tears. I immediately reset, that someone wouldn't see a girl crying in the middle of the street. I honestly thought about you a lot. really a lot. You were a big part of my landscape, my high school, and you're not here anymore. I've been at university for a while now and if there's one thing that drives me crazy it's that one guy who always sits behind me in lectures, with your voice. But it is beautiful, there is beauty in it, because you are completely in my heart and I will remember you. I think, and there is something great in this thought, that you are eternal, because no one will forget you.

Stimatsky!!! Maybe a lot of people don't know me, I got to hang out with Savitzky a few times. what fun it was What a pure soul. From the first moment I got into trouble with the name family and you became a Stimecki... what a laugh. Ugh... I was heartbroken the day they informed me that you left... and the photos were also deleted. But it was fun Stimatsky, we drank and did nonsense, we talked about life... you are all magic. Go spread it up let others enjoy it, watch over us love... miss you ️

I received a writing assignment this week in school. To write to a person I dreamed about at night. I don't know why, but I immediately thought of Savitzky. Savitzky and I were friends in high school and haven't kept in touch very closely since we finished 12th grade, but every time we saw each other we were so happy and hugged and updated each other. Yonatan Savitzky is one of the best people I've ever met in my life, I've always truly admired him, I've only spoken well of him, because he's only good. I'm attaching the poem below. It's been a while, and I still think about you... I almost feel your memory fading. It's been a while, and I'm still sad without you - I go out for a walk and see you, oh it's not you... It's been a while, but something pulls me back, just to remember your sweet smile, and it's been a while, that every night I remember for a moment feeling like you're here and then it's not you... and sometimes I hope that you went on a trip to the Far East, and that you'll come back here, everyone is already waiting and... Sorry, it's a dream, you're not here. It's been a while, in my dreams your hands are cold as ice, your face is blurry, but I know it's you... And for a while now, you come back to me at night, it seems like you're here, but it's not you. And sometimes I hope you went on a trip to the Far East and that you'll come back here, everyone is already waiting and... Sorry, it's a dream, you're not here. Because it's not you... It's just a dream, I wish you were here.

Savitsky and I met during the preparations for the IDF Championship, we were chosen to represent the unit in the IDF Shooting Championship because that's what he was, a champion! From the initial meeting you see a responsible person, with a head on his shoulders, of course a professional and above all a huge heart... It is true that we were not the best of friends, we were not in the same recruiting cycle nor from the same team, but from the brief acquaintance with him in the championship he has already entered my heart and from there we keep in touch And they say hello every time they see each other. It's been over 3 months since he fell and still every time I see a picture of him suddenly appearing on Instagram I say to myself how it makes sense, such a good and happy person, such a nice person, such a man... and refuse to believe it happened. I wish the family to be strong and proud of who they raised because many parents would have wished for such an amazing child. May the Holy One, blessed be He, protect you ️

Dear Jonathan! Unfortunately, I didn't get to know you during your lifetime. Since I met your dear family and your lovely Adi, the stories about you made a great impression on me. An impression of a radiant smile that lights up not only the room you enter but mainly the hearts of the people you touch. Your kindness, your bravery and your superior intelligence, from now on, the world will no longer meet every day in "Live"

This is the 118th day that you are no longer with us. The longing does not let go. It only grows day by day... I remember how I entered the LAT course as a trainee. Of course, you didn't tell me, but it happened to be the course with you. You sat next to me in class. And as always, every time I got to meet you, a smile always comes to my face because you just radiate light and joy wherever you go. Although we didn't meet much, every time I met you, I was happy just to see you. I met your team and realized how lucky they are to have a team member like you. Because who doesn't want someone like you who helps, always there for everyone, no matter how hard it is. Eyes up and the mood is in the sky. How ironic that we were also in the same class at school. You used to call me Razburg. I don't know why, but it didn't really catch on at all. It still hasn't really sunk in for me that you will remain just a memory, but you will forever remain a good memory in each and every one of us. In everyone who met you, you will remain a good memory. I looked for a picture of us together and found one that we sent to a friend and wrote "Guess who's young and who's not." I just didn't know that you were the one who would stay 21 forever... You fought like a hero in your body saving lives, but it cost you your life, your heroic death. I promise to never forget you because as long as someone remembers you, you're alive. Love and miss you, yours - Rezburg.

Savitzky, even four months after this damned Shabbat I can't digest. I remember the huge smile that was plastered on your face almost always and your joie de vivre that simply infected everyone who was around you. Unfortunately, we haven't kept in touch too much since high school, but you took a place in my heart and I promise that I will remember and take your story forever. I often pass by the street in the city named after you and every time I have such a pinch in my heart. I immediately remember you, the person you were. What a good person you were, a person with a huge heart, enjoying life, and making sure that everyone was well. Your smile and optimism will always be with me. Thank you for you, for the light you were in this world and for fighting until the last moment and sacrificing your life for us to be here today️ - Shiri

Dear Savitsky, although we weren't the closest, I'm glad I got to know you and take the medics course with you and also part of your training at the human facility. I think the most memorable thing about you is your huge smile, which lights up every room you enter. You were a golden person, only with good intentions. There are many and endless good things that can be said about you. You were an excellent and professional medic, everyone loved and appreciated you and rightfully so. It sucks that the best are really taken. I am proud that I got to know a hero like you, a man of your kind and above. I will always remember you brother.

Savitzky, even after four months have passed, it's still hard for me to talk about you in the past tense, and even now your name precedes you. The first thing that comes to mind when you are mentioned is the sentence: "quiet water penetrates deep" I remember you in English and math classes, you were the amazing combination between uncompromising seriousness and nonsense and laughter. I have the honor and the right to say that I knew you. You were an amazing person, no matter your age or higher, you always aspired to excellence, both in studies, and in the army and combat fitness. You were always an optimistic person with a smile on your face, and I'm sure you're like that above as well. I had the privilege of seeing you one last time a few days before you fell I will cherish it forever Thank you for what you are️ We will not forget you miss you - Oren Bustani.

Trying to find the right words to describe the person you were, but I can't accurately describe your amazing personality because there aren't enough words in the world to describe you. You were unique in our time and so special in a way that is indescribable... So I'll speak from the heart about how it felt to know you. Savitzky and I met at school and were in the same group, your smile and your positive energy are impossible to forget and it's not for nothing that everyone mentions it. It's a magnetic energy and the smile of an angel that can turn a bad day into a good day in a second. You always cared about others even if you didn't know them well, you would try to find ways to help anyone who needed help and you would always do it with a smile and goodwill and from a pure place! Although we weren't the closest, always when we met at Danny Savitzky's he would ask how I was and be interested in even the smallest details, always when he arrived and walked in the door the energies rose higher, everyone smiled and laughed and were happy - because that's how Savitzky was - transmitting his good energy to the whole room and making everyone happy. I will never forget you and will pass on your life story and your heroic story to everyone I know!!! We are here because of you and may we be worthy.

I got to know Yonatan through martial arts. Although we weren't close friends, we didn't talk much, but from this little bit of seeing each other twice a week in training, you could feel with such great intensity how good and amazing a person he is. I will not forget how much he would have helped me if he had seen that I was struggling, and for everyone!!! He was such a person, who is attentive to his environment and lifts those around him up! And helps a lot. He was always smiling at everyone, asking what was going on, interested, and in such a good mood. No matter who his close friends were he always behaved in a caring way towards everyone! If it was a difficult journey, he would take your hand and help you run this ascent, and if there was still a lap left to run, he would come and encourage you, even when he was running himself. It's been a few years since this martial art, and I remember him so well, because he was such a good person. From these people you learn from them, how to be better, how to improve, smile more, spread just so much light to your environment. Jonathan is simply amazing.

I came across Jonathan's site by accident, and his picture made me stop immediately. He seems like a charming and sweet guy, and I'm sure everyone who knew him won him over. heart broken Of blessed memory.

I just listened to the interview with you, dear Bella, and I couldn't continue the daily routine without stopping everything and looking for your Jonathan's picture. Thank you for your words, for bringing up the important and so exciting topic. Looking at the picture, tears up, and wants you to know, for all of you to know, that even when the sun rises every day anew and the universe seemingly continues to run as it should, you are in my heart. My. of all of us. A hug to all of you. May the memory of your lovely boy be blessed

I saw the article on TV and heard an interview with the mother, following which I entered this website. My youngest son lost 6 members of the paratroopers in the battle to liberate Kibbutz Kissufim, and told me a little about the difficult battle of Agoz to occupy the outpost. I share in your deep sorrow for the loss!!! And the failure that prevented the harvesting of the seed is very sad. And on the other hand, kudos to you for the commemoration project, and I'm sure you will continue Jonathan's legacy, and contribute to society as I believe you did and continue to do as individuals and as a family. I will be happy to help if needed and able, I am available by phone. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Today I heard Mama Bella talking about you encouraging Ben Ami on the radio. I didn't know you. I was driving on the coastal road to Haifa and your mother's words, clear as a spring, raised you up before me, beautiful inside and out, I didn't see the road anymore. I just memorized to myself to get to the parking lot and write to you that I'm crying for what you've harvested, that you gave your life for our upliftment here, it's between sublime and soul-destroying. Something the most nightmare there is. A person like you could advance any field he wanted. To lead with values. How lacking are models for identification and you sound like such a guy, whole. Sorrow shrinks the soul and I ask you, remain present for Mama Bella and the family. On your way, send messages of light, and demands for peace and hugs. In dreams, with titles, in a raindrop in a book in a song. Come to them with great love and completely whole as you were, that they may have another moment of peace with you and a drop of sage to quench their thirst that shrinks. As an Israeli citizen, I share that the pain has been piercing my heart day after day since October 7th, not getting darker, not fading, only getting thicker. The Binding of Isaac, pagan rituals of war, abysmal regression in the land, those who do not believe in the Nissa, are illogical and therefore not in vain. We will overcome. We will rise. We will reconnect. Thank you for every moment of yours, yours, my beloved family, I am in Sharon, and whenever you want a moment at home to rest from your mind, to unpack what is needed, you are very welcome. This is also my profession and mission, with you Dana. Bella, you are most exciting!

When I saw Yonatan's mother being interviewed a few minutes ago on one of the channels about sperm donation, I couldn't remain indifferent and look to read about the late Yonatan, in the minute and a half when she described him, you could sense who he was. May his memory be blessed, thank you for heroes like him who made us succeed And thanks to them we are here.

Dear Bella, it's hard for me to write Happy Holidays because I don't feel any joy today, like all the people of Israel. However, it was important for me to write to you. A few weeks ago I decided that I would dedicate the Passover dessert to one of the soldiers who fell defending us. Going through the recipe website in their memory, I found the pavlova that Jonathan loved. And it was clear to me that this is what I would make. So I didn't have strawberries and put nectarines instead. I want you to know that this evening, there will be a table where they will talk about Jonathan, read about him and give him a thought and above all, gratitude mixed with immense pain. My heart is with you. earthy.

Jonathan, what's up? My name is Jonathan too, I studied with your sister at the Nili school, you and my brother Itamar studied together at the same school in the same town and in the same class. Years later, after my service in the Duvdevan unit, it was time for you and my brother Itamar to be drafted and through you we met again in the Egoz unit. I was happy to hear that such a positive guy would be my brother's partner in service. I arrived at the ceremony at the end of your course and was happy that you had succeeded in the challenging course, I was very proud of you and I was happy to see your happy smile. On October 7th, I jumped with my team and disconnected from the media, when we finished the first part of the fighting, suddenly we started receiving names of heroic fighters who fell in defense of the country, you were among them. You protected with your body and saved the lives of many civilians and soldiers, including many female observers who owe you their lives. You did the noblest deed that we were taught to do in the army, to protect what we received from previous generations who fought for this land so that future generations can live in it safely. I love you very much and am heartbroken by your passing, know that I immortalized your memory in Gaza by fighting with the team. I had the privilege of knowing you.

To lose a friend is to feel how the whole world turns upside down with one phone call... To lose a friend is to be excited to see him, to hug him tightly and then to wake up... To lose a friend is to fall apart just because of a sad song that popped into your head... To lose a friend is to remember happy moments that now only remain Yours... Losing a friend is being afraid to forget things that only he knew... Losing a friend is realizing that even at age 60 you will continue to miss that 21-year-old boy... Losing a friend is also realizing that you grow up from hugs, not caresses, losing a friend is learning to appreciate What there is, who there is, to lose a friend is to try to be the best person you can be, to give back to the world some of the good that was lost, to lose a friend is to appreciate what was for you, and to understand that he will never come back again, to lose a friend is to burst with pride and still ask " Why him?' In memory of Rabbi Sergeant Yonatan Savitsky, the name of his blood.

I served as a paramedic and a fighter with dear Jonathan. We shared many moments together in the service and I was privileged to know and love the wonderful person he was. We met when I joined the team for the training course, in the final part of the course. Sabitsky and I immediately connected. More precisely, he immediately asked me questions, took an interest in me, tried to find common interests and acquaintances and immediately introduced me to the team and the atmosphere. During the course, we became very close, I discovered a pure and genuine person, above anyone I knew, with a captivating smile that only spreads goodness. To be honest, sometimes I was a little frustrated with him, I asked myself, how can he be so good? When does he lose his patience? Walking with him in the unit means stopping at any second because he will not give up on any peace, any opportunity to spread light and be kind and shining to people. Throughout the service, we participated in many activities and exercises together, in which he also stood out for his excellent abilities as a fighter and a medic. During a regular unit vacation, we met in Berlin with Ron (Shmueli) when the three of us happened to be in the same area, for a fun and funny evening in Ramot. Two days before October 7, Sabitsky and I finished an activity together at Joseph's Tomb, and we agreed to meet at the end of the weekend, have a beer at some bar, which unfortunately we didn't get to do. Throughout the war, I used his heroism, that of Peled and Sashon, and the rest of my friends, to remind myself and others how much we are here, continuing to fight for our homeland and living here every day thanks to them. There are no words that can describe the person Yonatan was, how special and happy he was, without diminishing his value.

Every year I participate in a run on the day of remembrance for the IDF martyrs in Ashkelon. This year I had the honor of running in your memory on the day of remembrance in the project "Running in memory of them". Dear Yonatan, I did not get to meet you but you are a hero of Israel with a big heart and kind and shining eyes that are reflected in your photos and the memories you left behind. Your memory is a bundle in the bundle of life.

It sucks that you left, you did an amazing act of heroism.

It sucks that you left, you did an amazing act of heroism.

Dear Jonathan I heard about your moving story and I was proud of the soldiers who are standing guard of our country and I had no more words to say. Thanks.

Dear Jonathan...I wish you good luck up there and your family won't be sad and realize you are in a better place...

We were on a tour and visited your hut and read a little about you from the things that are written. I was very impressed by your willingness to get in shape and this is a credit. You sound like an exemplary person and kudos to you for that. I wish you rest in peace. Thank you for everything️

Dear Jonathan Your story brings inspiration, I connect with the fact that you are a sporty and generous person because I also go to your church (icon). You are an inspiring person and your story moved me. You will be remembered forever man ️

From what I've heard about Jonathan, he's an amazing guy.

I heard what happened to Jonathan and I was very sorry...but I see Ben as a hero of Israel and I will never forget him and what he did so that we would be here now. It sounds like he was a golden boy with a good heart and always smiling. May you know no more sorrow

I heard about Yonatan and how much of a hero he was, and how much he gave of himself for us, about his choice to go to Egoz and contribute to the country... I also heard that he was a happy and kind-hearted person. I hope you will know no more sorrow ️️

I heard Jonathan's story about how he did not hesitate and was not afraid of what could happen to him, he did a heroic deed. Take his optimism and smile and remember that this is what he would want you to do. I'm sure you mentioned him in a hundred ways and will continue to do so!

I didn't know Jonathan but I heard stories and he sounded like a happy person with a good and positive heart. He was a hero for his country and defended it with his body. I will remember him and hope that everyone will remember and know who he was... may his memory be blessed

Jonathan, I heard about your story and I was very sorry to hear about what happened to you, you were truly a hero. To Yonatan's family, I share in your sorrow and wish you success in the future, and that Yonatan will be remembered for a long time to come because he saved a lot of people and he did not deserve to die like this.

Dear Jonathan, today at school I heard about you from my teacher for the first time and I felt that we owe you for what you did for us. I was sorry to hear about what happened to you and the hero you were during the war. I wish and hope that people will continue to remember you as you were. May your memory be blessed.

I heard about Jonathan and what happened to him on Black Sabbath. I can say that people like Jonathan are one in a million! Thanks to people like Jonathan, people are safe and protected. Jonathan, thanks to you, people are proud to say they are citizens of the State of Israel. May his memory be blessed!

I don't even know where to start...after all this time there isn't a day I don't think about you. I'm really sorry that I didn't make more of an effort to be in touch and even more that I didn't even insist that you and Danny come to me on Yom Kippur after your bicycle trip. But I won't forget that you were always there for anyone who needed it, and you always smiled even when it was hard and you saw the good and contributed and I really try to stick to that as much as possible. I'm guessing you must be reading this up there...so I just wanted to tell you that you are a hero and rest up there.

Hi, I live in Laos, one of my friends must have stuck your sticker here. I wanted to tell you that I worked with the children of the Kisufim community at the hotel where they turned to him and I saw with my own eyes the lives you saved. thanks. There is nothing I can say that will lessen the pain level of your family, just to share that there are really sweet children who are alive thanks to him. I share in your grief, I can't imagine the loss, I read a little of what you told about him and I'm sure he and I could have been good friends :) I share in your grief and send lots of strength!

Your friend is no longer the friend you had. He becomes part of a broader concept, part of the Israeli consciousness, like a myth that grows and grows further away from the one who was close to you. He was your closest friend and slowly feels like an acquaintance from a time ago, the closeness that was then is now questioned in your mind and heart, you are no longer at all sure whether the person you knew was as you knew him, or as his image was created after death. The old feeling of friendship returns in elusive moments, even if you try hard to initiate them. When you manage to remember a regular conversation or a shared routine, a regular walk or a strong and reliable memory that connects you to a friend. Then, for a limited time, a communication channel with bereavement and loss opens. You feel again that you have lost something, you remember the part of your life that is missing, the friend who is always missing in your eyes and heart at yeshiva, and what it felt like when life was still whole, back then. On a daily basis, it's far from you, the stickers tell a story of a hero you greatly admire but he's not the friend you had, and all the images in your head and the stories and conversations have slowly become connected to the new one, to the myth built around him that you're not as attached to as the friend you had back then. Everyone connects so easily to the universal entity and the sense of belonging to the loss that comes with it, the intentional suffering that causes a sense of belonging to the country perhaps, perhaps in some crooked way to a sense of self-worth and uniqueness, and you feel left out because you're not so easily convinced, and your mind repeatedly refuses to believe that the friend who was taken from your life without warning is that glorified hero. Maybe that's how it hurts less on a daily basis and how it's easier to deal with, maybe it's a Band-Aid that's stuck in place since the war in the shadow of bereavement. I don't know, but that's what it is.

Dear Bella and all of Yonatana's family, accept, please, from me and my family all our sympathy, our respect and all our respect and admiration. Bella's story today, April 29, 2025, in an interview with the host of Channel Nine, Liora Schwartz, moved me to the depths of my soul with her honesty and wisdom. The trial of pain and terrible loss helped Belle recognize and name the true names of the guilty in the terrible tragedy of October 7, 2023. Let the light memory of Yonatane be preserved forever