In a moving eulogy, his wife Yocheved, who was also kidnapped but released by Hamas after 17 days in captivity, expressed her devastation: "We fought all these years for peace," she said, "and we were struck a harsh blow by the people we helped on the other side." She added: "Oded's death has shattered me, but I have not despaired. I will continue the journey we were on together."
These are her full remarks:
"My dear Oded, it's strange and incomprehensible to me that I'm standing before a crowd eulogizing you. The stage was always yours, and I was by your side. You wrote with great talent, and I was your personal photographer. I want to thank you for a successful life journey of 67 years that we walked together. We built a magnificent family, a next generation to be proud of! I see you continuing to exist in each of our children, grandchildren, and great-grandchild.
In our shared life, we managed to encourage each other in our personal and professional development. We raised children and cacti, traveled the world, and with great pleasure took our grandchildren, each in turn, to experience what we loved so much.
Our abduction and your death shatter me. We fought all these years for social justice and for peace. Unfortunately, we received a severe blow from the people we helped on the other side. I stand here shocked, seeing the number of graves and the terrible destruction of our community that was completely abandoned on October 7th.
Our hostages are still chained, starved, and tortured underground in Gaza for more than 500 days. It is possible, and a moral obligation for the State of Israel, to bring everyone back, now, in one move. I am not in despair, I will continue on our path, and I will continue the struggle to free all the hostages until the very last one.
In the apartment where I now live, a new piano has been waiting for a year. I so looked forward to hearing you play once more in your special way with your great talent. Reality slaps me in the face and the pain is great.
Nurit Galron came to sing her songs for you today that you loved so much. I thank her so much as well. Every night when I go to sleep, you are in my thoughts, and every morning I wake up to a grim reality. I miss you very, very much, my dear.
A few days after I returned from captivity, you appeared in my dream for the only time and said: I'm sending you our song: 'I Won't Ask for Your Hand,' Yossi Banai's rendition of Brassens' song. We now know that you sent me the song in your final moments. If you can hear, you enjoy it too.
Farewell, my dear Oded, we'll meet when the time comes."