05.03.1986 - 04.08.2006
The eyes that understood before you even explained; The silence that spoke more than we could hear; The ability to walk on the edge and never fall down; The shyness that hid so much talent: It all ended at 01:09, August 4, 2006 in that terrible battle in Lebanon. Daniel Shiran, who fought for the right to be there, was killed by the enemy’s fire. His life milestones could not predict this end; a gifted student, athlete, cook, scholar, volunteer, an excellent soldier. A boy who proved that even superlatives can be true. The one his friends always loved to follow. Felt better, safer. Going out, during youth adventures, and later – in the army. They trusted him. Simply trusted him. That’s how in that cursed night Daniel was up front. Leading his platoon, the “savage beasts” from the 13th regiment of the Golani brigade with his “Negev” machine gun. First, in front of everybody else. And they shot the first. They always shoot the first. That’s how he will remain forever. First, in front of everybody else.