A son, a brother and a true friend. An officer and a gentleman.
Guy had a charming smile and a huge heart. He was modest and witty; a people person who had a special connection with children. He touched the lives of hundreds.
Guy loved Israel with all of his heart, a man with real values that one does not often get the chance to meet. People would call him an “old soul, the kind of person that actually belongs to the Palmach generation”.
That weekend, Guy visited his mother Michal at the kibbutz; he didn’t want her to be alone.
Early Saturday morning, they were murdered by terrorists and were found embracing one another in their residential safe room.