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Could a mesorah over a century old come to such a sudden end?

She gave me a greater sense of bitachon than any mussar shmuess could have

He was a combination of surrogate father, mentor, confidant, friend, and, most importantly, the role model I aspired to be like

“I won’t say anything. I’ll trust that just as Hashem hears my tefillos, He’ll hear my silence”

My brother and I were beyond consolation. How could we miss the game?

A more banal — yet no less critical — task still lay ahead of this beleaguered rabbi