I would like to write about a very special person to me who had sadly died 3 month ago. That person is my grandfather, Eliezer, who was 75 years old when he died.

He was my father's father and was a very special to me and toeveryone else who knew him .He was a very good and kind person and always helped everyone who needed any kind of help. He was very quiet and honest, didn't speak much, but did a lot. He was tall strong and gentle.

My grandfather was a religious man and he was interests reading and studying Torah.

He also did sport exercising every day. My grandfather was born in Romania to a Jewish Hungarian family; he served in the Israeli Army and was a soldier in the 6 days war.

He was always kind and nice to other people and never raised his voice on anyone. He loved Israel and Israeli people and never wanted to travel to other countries. He loved going to the synagogue every day and especially on Rosh H'ashanah and other Jewish holidays. I loved my grandfather very much and I was very sad when he died, I will always love and miss him a lot, rest in peace granddad.

Beautiful and very touching. I enjoyed reading it very much.

Daphna.