Netta was born and raised in kibbutz Kfar Aza, the firstborn son of Uri and Ayelet, brother to Rona and Alma.
Netta loved life, loved playing soccer and brewing beer, loved his family and Kfar Aza very much, and most of all loved Irene.
On the morning of October 7th, Netta and Irene hid in the safe room of an apartment in the “Young Generation” neighborhood. Netta heard about his grandmother Bilha’s murder, and then about the death of his uncle, Ofir, and the injury of his cousin Nitzan.
Shortly after 11am, 3 armed terrorists entered the apartment and yelled “come out” in Hebrew. Netta stood at the entrance of the safe room, and when the terrorists entered and threw a grenade in Irene’s direction, he yelled “Grenade!” and jumped on it. As he was jumping, the terrorists shot him and he was killed instantly.
Irene remained hidden, crouching down, and survived. She was rescued by IDF soldiers several long hours later.
Netta left a huge hole in all of our hearts, as well as endless longing.