The youngest son of Naomi and Mordechai Rotenberg, brother to Michal, Yael and Ami, was born in San Francisco, U.S.A. who at the age of 9 months returned to Israel with his family after his father Professor Rotenberg completed his post doctoral studies.
Boaz was known as an individualist who did not follow the crowd. He immersed himself in everything that he undertook and stuck to his truth. He volunteered to serve in an elite paratrooper unit and in 1988, at the age of 18, was the first victim of the first intifada who was killed in action when his unit was involved in a dangerous mission in Jericho.
Boaz deeply impressed his family, friends, subordinates and army commanders with his inquisitive curiosity, his questions concerning motivations and faith and with his strong relations to his family.
To perpetuate his memory his peers planted a garden at the Bnei Akiva (Youth movement) headquarters in Jerusalem with 18 trees to commemorate his 18 years. Today the trees flourish and stand as firm and as beautiful as was Boaz.
Boaz's commander described him as having absolute discipline derived from his inherent humbleness and tolerance in relations to his fellow soldiers.
According to the "theory of contraction" Boaz condensed his thoughts and feelings into the short 18 years of his life. Therefore his family chose to perpetuate his memory by establishing the Center for Jewish Psychology where the teachings of his father Professor Mordechai Rotenberg are studied.
As a founding partner of the Center for Jewish Psychology named after my dear brother Boaz, I join with a personal statement symbolizing my self contraction towards my younger brother by adding the following words that I wrote after he parted from us.
Boaz, my little brother, how could you dare to educate your older sister?
To change from a good little boy into Gd's court jester?
To live with daring and courage, with hutzpa towards heaven and towards friends
To teach me that life and death are inseparable
How did you dare to be killed and nothing happened to you?
As the bush is firmly planted and speaks with himself and with all who stand around him. I find myself speaking with myself and with you Boaz. Like the strong bark of the tree, I search for stableness, and find myself collecting unlimited branches of impressions and memories, your tree nourishes fruits. And I believe that as a tree's fruits and leaves fall off and grow again year after year, so will your fruits continue to reap forever.