This blog is dedicated to our dear friend, Nosson Deitsch OBM, who was tragically torn away from us on Lag B’Omer 5770.

Nosson was a one-of-a kind Bochur who influenced many people, from all ages and backgrounds. He had a perpetual smile on his face and an extremely generous heart. He would do the biggest favor for a friend with only a moment’s notice. All those who knew him feel they had a unique relationship with him.

There are many untold stories of his selflessness, kindness, and the affect he had on countless lives. Please share your story, so that others can get a glimpse into his unique character and towering accomplishments.

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Kindness

Nosson, as Shliach in California had a car, and he never hesitated to lend it out. In addition, he gladly taught anyone who wanted to learn how to drive, to drive with his car. 

When I finally got my license, and wanted, on occasion, to borrow his car he always gladly gave it with a smile. It was a simple matter of asking for it, and it was yours to borrow.  

One morning I desperately needed to go somewhere and asked Nosson for his car. However, to my dismay, he told me that he needed it that day and could not lend it out. To my surprise, when he saw how distraught I was, he offered to drive me. "If I can't give you my car, at least let me drive you," he said.

This exemplifies what Nosson was in my eyes. Whenever or wherever, he was always willing to go out of his way for another, although he was absolutely not obligated to do so. 
It was not done in an ostentatious way, it was done quietly, without any need for fanfare. 

Sunday MInyan


By: Glen

Proud of my 14 yr old son who 7:30 AM this morning woke up before me, without a coax, raced with me to lay, say, and raise one for a dear friend of his. Nosson Dietsch A"H.
I remember when my son was 8 yrs old, he turns to me to ask" Daddy, can you believe that man grabbed me and put me on top of his shoulders and we danced around the Bima?! What a thrill and a unforgettable memory you gave that boy. Not only did I believe it but because of Nosson I continue to believe.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Nosson OBM - A sun in our midst

By: Bentzy Plotkin

I wake up to the dreary sound of rain bouncing off my window, to the painful ache pounding my heart. A dear friend is gone, and even the heavens seemed to notice.


It surprises me that I am so overcome with emotion, after all, I only knew him for a short time and I our time together was infrequent, yet the tears are still trickling down my face.


We walk towards a freshly dug grave, and I am still in shock, it seems unreal. I want to scream "Nosson, Don't go - I still need you".


And while his casket is being carried by the mourners, as friends and family are standing in shock, I notice the sun creeping though the clouds and finally chasing them away, causing the birds to suddenly chirp. It was as if Nosson himself was trying to comfort us.


It than dawns on me why the pain feels so real, why tears are streaming down my face, and why

While the time I spent with Nosson was relatively limited, the pain is so real.


With Nosson, our every interaction raised my spirits. He was like a sun breaking through my clouds. He had such a zest for life that was contagious, and no matter how down I was feeling at the moment - he lifted me up in such a sincere and cheerful way.


Nosson, you were an inspiration for me how to live life to its fullest.


You continue to inspire me now by how many lives you have affected.


I will try to take that inspiration with me throughout life's journey, to be a sun in the clouds that threaten.


RIP Nosson

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Lag Baomer - thoughts two years later

By: Eli Snaderson

 I had the privilege of speaking by the 2nd yahrtzeit of Nosson, in Nosson's shul - I'll share what I touched on that night. "Nosson's yartzeit falls out during the weeks of Kedoshim and emor.

Appropriately, here we are, gathered to speak about Nosson - Kedoshim Emor. When I heard the news on that day, I had just landed in Atlanta from a visit. visit to New York. Of course, as Nosson’s best friend, I got right back on a plane to be here. The next day, we, his friends, gathered and shared the same feeling over and over again: We each felt that he was our closest buddy, someone who really knew how to listen and even better how to respond.

There's a story told - Many years ago of a king and his son who crossed the hot desert. Soon the prince fell ill, dehydrated from the journey and badly in need of water. The servants all offered ideas of where to go for water but the king was not interested. He didn’t want them to race their camels to a nearby town or to squeeze juice out of the fruit they had along. He didn’t want them to pay forty bucks for a bottle of pure Evian at the highway gas station.
Instead, the king ordered a well dug right in that spot, with a sign to identify it posted nearby. “Right now,” the king explained to his son, “we can find water quickly and easily. “But maybe one day—maybe many years’ from now—you’ll be traveling here again. Maybe you will be alone, without the power and privilege that we have now. Then, you will still have this well to quench your thirst. And if it is covered over? This signpost will remind you of where to dig and you will eventually find the lifesaving water.

 In this week’s Parsha, the first posuk in today's chitas- the Torah lists all of the Mikraei Kodesh- yomim tovim that contain powers such as Freedom on Pesach or Forgiveness on Yom Kippur. But seriously: In this day and place, can we afford to wait until the Seder that happens once a year to taste the freedom we need every day?
So we think of the prince in the desert and his thirst for water.
The Rebbeim explain that Mikraei Kodesh means “callings of holiness”—like a well is filled with water, these times are actually filled with certain powers. Whether we are princes or servants; whether we are traveling with the king or walking alone, as long as we find the well, we can drink and drink…
On Pesach we can stop and internalize freedom for the entire year. On Chanuka we can draw in light and clarity for the months and year ahead. And on Lag baomer - the essential theme is ahavas yisrael - which Nosson was all about.

Nosson passed away PUNKT on Lag baomer. On a day that was already—and will always be—filled with extra joy, weddings and live music, a full-on celebration.
 Knowing Nosson, he had his way with G-d. If what happened is all part of His master plan - something we can't understand - Nosson so to speak had one-up on G-d. Nosson made sure that the day he left this World, was on a day we would all, so to speak, celebrate.

It wasn’t enough for Nosson to be remembered. He also wanted to be a reminder—to be a Mikra Kodesh, a day of holiness that will make us improve our friendships, liveliness and passion-to-act.
 When it comes to being a better friend to each other, Nosson will always be our well in the desert, and Lag Ba’omer will always be our sign-post.
 We are each one of a thousand people who thought of Nosson as his closest friend. Now it’s our turn to dig, and become that friend to a thousand others.

 For our age-group, Lag Baomer will always be the day of how to be more like Nosson Deitsch.

 Lechaim !

Friday, May 11, 2012

Game Changer

By: Glenn Goldenhorn

Nosson, know this. I don't write so good and I don't sing too good and you didn't sing too good either. But how was it that your songs were so joyous, your passion and faith were so envied and your love and dedication to Hashem, were so genuine? Your qualities were the benchmark for many of us to strive meet. There was always a current running through our " Corner " community when we were told you would be in town and me and my kid would come racing to share prayer,lessons and, good times with you. You made my kid and me so happy. The time spent with you was sensational and way to short. Your teachings were fabulous and very welcomed. You provided us a motivated path for observing,learning and celebrating our Yiddishkeit You left us with the task for making, the way you did, moments genuine and sensational for others. In honor of your memory we'll try our best.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011



In honor of the first Yohrtzeit of Nosson Nota Deitsch a short video was put together by a group of his friends showcasing the profound impact he had on all who knew him.

Many have been inspired by Nosson's example to add in their own Ahavas Yisroel, in their own study of Tanya, improve themselves, or add to the greater good in many other areas. Nosson's family has requested that they be informed of all the good things that different people, either as individuals or as part of a group, have been inspired to do by virtue of his example or in his memory. Similarly, anyone who had a personal experience with Nosson is asked to write it down and send it to rememberingnosson@gmail.com

If you do not wish your story or good initiative to be publicized, please say so in your email, but please do not withhold your story from Nosson's family.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

But we sure feel his presence spiritually

By: Chaya Deitsch

This upcoming Sunday will mark a lot of things. Birthday, weddings, dinners, get-togethers, and it will also mark the Yartziet of my dear uncle, Nosson. It is hard to believe that a year has passed since Nosson, a very alive being, is no longer with us.

My heart aches thinking about all the suffering my family as a whole has gone through. No tears can wash away our sorrow. I wish I had something in my power to just wipe it all away.

You know the saying “absence makes the heart grow fonder" I can vow it does. Every day I’m longing to chat with Nosson online so he can tease me about all sorts of stuff. Every day that passes I think about him and my missing him only increases. I must say he sure did get me angry at times but all in all he was THE best uncle anyone could ask for. While he was alive for those 21 years I will not say I enjoyed when he teased me but now… how I wish I could have him come tease me! If only!

Every day I realize that I have to thank G-d for everything he gave me. Apparently Nosson wasn’t supposed to live till 22 physically but we sure feel his presence spiritually. When I do an act of goodness and kindness, I know Nosson is smiling down at me cheering me on "ya! That’s my niece!" by you doing good deeds, you are fulfilling dreams of countless people. You do Mivtzos and bring Moshiach, Taa Daa no more pain! Taa daa no more longing! It’s almost as if we are given clear directions and we are reading them upside down! If we would only turn them over then Moshiach would be here. Remember Heygiah Z'man Geulas'chem this is the time not tomorrow. Today! Help make it from dream to reality!

Friday, December 24, 2010

A dear friend

By: Berel Fine

Whilst I was in San Diego helping a Shliach for Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur, I thought it was the opportune time to go see the city of L.A., to personally observe the great spectacle so often spoken about. When I arrived, my dear friend Nosson kindheartedly took me on a personal tour. He excitingly explained to me the all the great demonstrations of the 21st century, even caring to meticulously point out anything which was acute to my own aesthetic feelings.

When my long and strenuous day came to an end, I realized that I had not originally planned to stay anywhere. I said my thanks and goodbye to Nosson, thinking that I would settle down to an uncomfortable nights sleep in the car.

But Nosson was ahead of my game. He turned to me and adamantly asked me to stay for the night. Knowing there were no extra beds I politely declined. But he happily yelped at me “don’t be crazy! You'll sleep in my room! The guys are Farbrenging, so you can take one of their beds!” I exclaimed that I didn't feel comfortable sleeping in a bed belonging to someone unknown to me. So he gently smiled and asked me if me I felt homey enough sleeping in his bed! I couldn’t and would not think of it, knowing that he would probably not find another bed for himself to sleep on. But he was unrelenting, saying that he could easily find another one to sleep on and it was a non issue for him. Seeing how much it meant to him I gave in and stayed the night.

I'm still uncertain where he slept that night.

This is only one story of the many that I could think of about Nosson. They are all about self sacrifice and altruistic motives. I miss him dearly and I pray for his return.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

A Letter to the Deitsch Family

ב"ה, אור ליום הבהיר יו"ד כסלו, חג הגאולה


לכבוד משפחת דייטש שיחיו

Just a few short months ago I wrote a letter expressing my sorrow on the loss of my dear friend Nosson. I finished with the words “Nosson’s smiling presence will forever remain with me, as a void that can never be filled.” But little did I imagine that the void would grow wider, that the wound, still fresh, would be so painfully torn open.

Of course we knew that Levi was ill, and we knew too that Levi’s illness was one of the very few things that could ever worry Nosson. But Nosson’s confidence and unwavering enthusiasm convinced us that no brother of his would ever be overcome by any onslaught, however intense. To those who knew Nosson, no form of tragedy could seriously be associated with him or his family, it was simply too incongruous. Nosson and his family had been through enough already, sorrow was something that they deserved to place firmly behind them and never revisit.

Then – on a sunny day of joyous celebration – tragedy struck.

When Nosson was so tragically torn from us, we were united in a grief that will never entirely heal. First there was only shock, but with the passing days the shock turned to dismay and then to bleak sorrow. Never again would our lives be brightened by Nosson’s enthusiastic presence. The very impersonation of life itself had died. And there was pain, pain for the unimaginable shock, the terrible dismay and the infinite loss that Nosson’s mother, and indeed all the family, must suffer.

That shared tragedy, created a common bond between all of us – Nosson’s friends, and you – his family, who grieve for him the most.

In the following months, the threat of Levi’s worsening illness loomed heavy on our consciousness. I never met Levi, and the same applies to many of my friends, yet his situation was constantly on the agenda. At every opportunity, at every Farbrengen, a Le’chaim was said that Levi Yitzchak ben Cyrel should have a Refuah Shleimoh. And we believed that Levi would have a Refuah Shleimah. We knew that Nosson’s brother must love life as he did, and that Levi would fight and never surrender. And Levi did fight – till the bitter end.

And the end was bitter.

This is not just the tragedy of a young life lost, but the tragedy of a family. A mother who has already suffered far too much. A young widow – who valiantly lived to preserve a hope, and fought to create a certainty – her life cut in half, her hope conclusively crushed. Her young children bewildered. Orphaned. Will they even remember the exuberant father of their earliest youth? Each of Levi’s siblings has lost yet another irreplaceable piece of their own lives.

I do not think I am alone when I say that my heart is torn for you, for Levi’s mother, his wife, his children and all the family. The hundreds of Bochurim who loved Nosson so, in some small measure, sense the pain of his family and share it. I cannot offer words of comfort, I do not know how. But I want you to know that I wish I could, and I want you to know that because of Nosson you are less alone.

המקום ינחם אתכם בתוך שאר אבלי ציון וירושלים

Eli Leib Rubin

Sunday, November 14, 2010

He has made a HUGE impact on my life!

By Anonymous

This moitzei shabbos, I went on collive.com and to my shock I saw the untimely passing of yet another deitsch. I was shocked. How could this happen again? I remember about 2 weeks after lag baomer, I was reading one of those weekly lchaim pamphlet and the slice of life column was about our dear nosson. As I read a few things about his remarkable character, I was deeply touched and moved - especially by his unseen ahavas yisroel and the fact that he knew the whole Tanya by heart! That night, I checked on collive for his nosson deitsch, OBM, 21 and I actually felt the intense pain of the commentators. I also discovered this blog so I went on and spent the whole night (not kidding, 'till 7:00 AM) reading and crying my eyes out! Also, i was gathering inspiration; Nosson's unique personality is something that I have never seen before in my life and I marvel at how a person can be so full of good and joyfulness. It puts things into petspective, a lot! For me, nosson epitomizes the essence of what a chossid is and what is right. I cried that night because I wondered how hashem could do this to us and shatter so many peoples minds (including my own, even though I never had the zechus to meet him). I decided that if everyone nosson knew would take something on, it would at least make this crazy time a little worthwhile, so right then and there, I wrote an email to Chabad.org asking them to make the mitzva campaign like they did for the Holtzbergs a"h. They told me it was a very nice letter but nothing came out of it. The reason I'm writing all this is because now, lets make our own campaign and BREAK THE GATES OF HEAVEN OPEN WITH OUR MITZVOS cuz' this overly messed up golus has got to end!! I guess I'm leaving the details of this campaign up to the heads of this blog (even though I'd be glad to help- you have my email) but it should definately be leleui nishmas nosson notah Ben zalmen yuda a"h v' Levi yitzchok Ben zalmen yuda a"h. Nosson would have for sure jumped to do something like this and help so many yidden to get closer to their tiere tatte in shomayim.
Just to add, since I heard about him, nosson has been my role model and if was/am ever not sure what to do in a situation, I think to myself, "what would nosson do?" i always know what to di then- what the rebbe wants and what would do and make hashem proud.
He has made a HUGE impact on my life (which is something pretty crazy since I never even met him- but apparently I'm not the first one to be so inspired:) and he is responsible for many of the mitzvos and workings on my character, as well as extra ahavas yisroel, simcha in everything, etc... I actually took on today to learn the english of Tanya chitas for the next thirteen weeks (and will iy"h will continue). He also inspired me to write to the rebbe more often and to be a better chossid. Thank you nosson! May we merit to see him again with Moshiach NOW!!!!!!!!!! (nosson! Bang on those gates for us in a way that only you know how!)

Have a gr8 day!!!
Moshiach now!!!

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Dear Nosson:

By Anonymous

You left this world just a short while ago on lag ba'omer. It's a day that will always remind me of you and what you represent to me. I never knew you and until your passing, I didn't even know of you. But now I know of you well and of joy that was a part of you. I watched a favorite video of you in which you are dancing while others are standing stiff abd erect. That's what you stand for. You show how the time and place for simcha is every time and every place. Every time I try to smile een though I don't rly feel like it, I feel an instant connection to you. I feel as if I am helping you do what you would have been doing if you were down here with us physically. To me you will forever be a symbol of true joy and knowing that makes me feel more and more of an urge to actually meet you. Nosson I am sure that you are up in heaven at gods torn asking and beseeching of hashem to bring moshiach now so that you can reunite with all those whom you left behind and so that you can once again spread joy to every place and every person.
Hoping to see you soon with the immediate coming of moshiach.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Remebering Nosson

By: Seema Goldstein Nosson’s aunt

It has been over 4 months and I have not been able to sit down and put anything on paper. However, now that we have a baby Nosson in the family (weird as it may sound but Hashem runs the world) it’s time to gather my thoughts and my strength to put ink to parchment. Yankel and I have a special relationship with all our nieces and nephews. They are all a part of our lives; a part of what we do. We try to include all of them in all the adventurous activities we do. I taught Nosson how to water-ski, an accomplishment he was extremely proud of. He managed to come by every summer to Sackett Lake from wherever he was. If he was in camp, it was on his day off with a car full of fellow staff members. He was never alone. His friends became our guests for the day. That was Nosson. For many summers, Nosson would try to put on Tefillin with one of our neighbors. Yossi tried, Nosson Ezagui tried, yet, the neighbor always had an excuse. This fellow was obstinate when it came to tefillin. This year, however, Yossi and Asher Chaim (Nosson’s cousins) asked him and he immediately said yes. I’m telling you, Nosson was doing something up in Shamayim to accomplish this. Nosson, you’re doing mivtzoim from up there!!!
Nosson, your laughter, your comments on life, your stories of the people you met on mivtzoim, you’re joking with your siblings are all a memory now.
I remember the first Friday night you joined your older brother in chazering a maamir; how proud you were to join the ranks; the gleam in your father’s eye that you reached that level. And of course the smile on your mother’s face that you were one of the boys.
You were always so observant of life. You would always call your mother on a daily basis to make sure she was alright. You knew the latest and best phone model before they were available in the stores; the newest computer she should buy. You were her technical adviser. You could take any situation, analyze it, and find the good to comment on. If your siblings needed you on Yom Tov, you were there before they finished their sentence. We will all miss that positive attitude you exuded as well as your presence.
Your father A”H always managed to find a hint about Moshiach in every Parsha. Some Parshas have them out in the open, while others have them hidden where you must search thoroughly for them.
Please help us find Moshiach now…out in the open.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Memories

By: A Close Relative

Its been a long 4 and a half months. I have cried and choked endless times, and I get emotional and try not to talk about it, but i think it might be time.
I knew Nosson on a personal level having called him and him calling me, farbrenging and laughing, making fun of each other. learning and bull-shoving.
I have to say I have tremendous memories, fun times and erenste times, but what will become of all our memories ?
A memory in it itself has no true value, it has no meaning, and it makes no difference if it lasts or not. The only true value of such memories is what we do with them, if we take it or a (part of it) to heart, cry about it, or laugh about it but do something to make that a lasting memory. ingrain it in yourself take it to a "Pnimius" it wont just be another memory of a best friend it will be a lebedike nosson inside of you.
Like the rebbe explains "Benoigia" the frierdiker rebbe that the way that he is bachaim is through "Zaroi bachaim" zaroi being his talmidim.
let us too take a memory apply it learn from it you have the power tzu machen nosson far a lebediker!

Thursday, August 19, 2010

We will never let you Go!




How many times do we say goodbye,
How many times do we brake down and cry!?!?!?

We will never let you go,
We will never let you go
you'll be in our heart and soul
We will never let you go,
Your smile brought us hope
more than you'll ever know
We will never let you go,
We will never let you go

You were the one who always stood for what’s right,
You were the one who always helped us see the light.
You were a mentor, you were a guide,
You were the one who always taught us not to hide.
We will never let you go,
We will never let you go
you'll be in our heart and soul
We will never let you go,
Your smile brought us hope
more than you'll ever know
We will never let you go,
We will never let you go

We wont ever say your gone,
Because we know your legacy lives on.
Through the people you touched,
And through the lives that you've changed.
You never left us, and we'll never be the same!

We will never let you go,
We will never let you go
you'll be in our heart and soul
We will never let you go,
Your smile brought us hope
more than you'll ever know
We will never let you go,
We will never let you go
.
Nosson this is a song for you,
Now there's one more thing i know that you will do.
i hear you telling the heavens the revolution has begun.
Because we wont stop fighting ‘till the redemption has come!
We will never let you go,
We will never let you go
you'll be in our heart and soul
We will never let you go,
Your smile brought us hope
more than you'll ever know
We will never let you go,
We will never let you go

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Chavrusa and Close Friend

By: Yaakov Shemesh

Nosson and I had a great connection the minute we met in the Chabad Yeshiva in Staten Island. I live a few minutes away and daven in that shul. When the Chabad Yeshiva moved in, in its first year, I met Nosson the first day. He was so charming, warm, kind and easy going that we immediately clicked.
I looked forward to coming home from high school each day to chazer Tanach or Gemara which I learned in school that day. No matter what he was doing at the time, he always made himself available to help me out and teach me Torah. He learned with such an amazing superhuman enthusiasm, such that I had never seen previously in my life. It inspired me so much that during shiur each day I was able to pay close attention to my Rebbi and get involved in the discussions. I would tell my friend's about this wonderful new friend of mine from Crown Heights, who they had to meet, I guaranteed them that they've never seen a true Yeshiva Bochur who was this cool and outgoing.
Nosson's energy and internal fire for Torah and Kiruv penetrated even my most distant friends, they too started to come over my house, from Staten Island and Brooklyn just to be able to learn with him and get help with Gemara.
One shabbat I went to Philadelphia for a Bar-Mitzvah and I happened to be hosted by Nosson's brother Shaya. He treated us with such hospitality and warmth. When he told me he was Nosson's brother, I realized that the Chassidus personality of generosity, kindness and humbleness is in the family genes. From then on Nosson and I had a closer connection.
I remember the nights he would walk me back home from yeshiva and we would talk in Chassidus, Gemara, Hashkafa and general life issues. He gave me Chizzuk when I needed it, he introduced me to Chassidus and its pious way of life it entails, he taught me how accept all types of people I encounter, and most importantly he taught what a true chassid is. Nosson did not merely say he was a Lubavitcher, he lived and breathed the Rebbe's teachings, he thrived on performing the chessed and kiruv which the Rebbe exemplified, he put his learning into practice; he lived a beautiful life of Chassidus.
For three years I had the Zechus to have a deep Kesher with Nosson and his family. He invited me to sleep at his house for Shabbat; which I will always remember. That Shabbat uplifted my soul to levels I had never reached before; I shtaiged more in those two days than any other two days of my life. Just his hospitality alone, which clearly he learned from his parents, made me feel so comfortable in a new neighborhood I had never been in before other than to visit 770 and the Rebbe's kever. I remember I was learning Masechet Berachot at that time; I was up to daf Dalet or so. I did not understand what David meant when he said "Chasid Ani", which the gemara goes on to explain to mean that David would wake up before all other kings and judge tedious cases of purity and civil cases. Nosson's father explained it to me so well. I think that memory fits Nosson's personality trait of zerizus, alacrity. He had the right, similar to that of David, to tell Hashem: "am I not a Chasid"; when most bochurim were sleeping Thursday nights Nosson would be learning with a full heart, when bochurim would be talking after shacharit, Nosson would eagerly volunteer to give the daily "Hayom Yom" from the Rebbe's teachings, when bochurim would be tired of delving into a sugya, Nosson would go deeper and deeper.
This past year Nosson and I reunited in Miami during a winter trip I took there. We had not seen one another in over four years; since he left Staten Island. I could not believe my eyes that Shabbat in the Chabad Shul on 41st street. I was seeing Nosson; I had never dreamed that I would see him there out of all people. We spent that shabbat learning and catching up on old times together. That reunification reignited a spark in me that had not been lit since the last time I saw him, over four years ago. I felt like a new person, a chiyus went through my body from the happiness I got from such a zechus to see Nosson. He memorized my phone number and called me after shabbat to set up a chavrusa for the rest of that year from back home in Staten Island. Low and behold, the rest of the year we would learn over the phone at night time. Sometimes even as late as one o' clock he was still in the mode to learn. Even over pesach when he was in virginia helping his brother out, he made time to learn with me.
He told me over sefirat haomer he was finishing masechet Sota at a pace of one daf a day. I asked him if it is hard to learn at such a fast pace, he replied that it isn't easy but he has seen it more than a few times so he is familiar. He did not want to make me feel bad so he admitted that he was mesayem many times already. On the day of his petira he was up to daf 34.
If I only knew that Hashem was going to take Nosson from klal yisrael, I would have taken advantage of the precious time I had with him. I did not comprehend how lucky I was to be a chaver of his until now. I did not fully realize what a zechus gantz klal yisrael had to have him Nosson on this earth with us for twenty one years, until now. I still do not fully understand his Gadlus, but I think I got a glimpse after seeing some of the memories people have of him.
I know Nosson is with Moshe Rabenu, Aharon, and all the gedolim, I pray that his zechus protect us and that he be a meilitz yosher in shamayim for yeshuos for all of us and the coming of Moshiach, b'miheira b'Yamenu
Amen
We will always remember you

Sunday, July 11, 2010

A Request...

By Anonymous

It's become a tradition of sorts, that every Motzei Shabbos during Melaveh Malka I visit this blog to read something about Nosson. It's my inspiration for the week ahead...a means of reminding myself that a chossid like this existed in our midst. Hashem knows it's high time to bring this chossid back...while we wait impatiently, another story, please?

Don't stop sharing stories, anecdotes, memories, and writings of Nosson. This blog is keeping chassidim alive.

Friday, June 25, 2010

KOVETZ ZICHRON NOSSON NOTTE

ב"ה

FOREWORD TO KOVETZ ZICHRON NOSSON NOTTE
notes and explanations on Tanya

“There was once a Chossid who lived in the city of Odessa. The Chossid traveled to his Rebbe and was received in Yechidus. The Rebbe asked him, “what’s happening in Odessa?” and the Chossid began to detail the wonderful spirit of unity that rested amongst the Chassidim there, their commitment to their regular study sessions and generally offered generous praise of their conduct. The Rebbe was very pleased with this news and enthusiastically bestowed on this Chossid special blessing.
Another Chossid who also dwelt in Odessa was also present. He – unlike his predecessor – decided to tell the Rebbe the whole truth… and indeed when the Rebbe interested himself in the affairs of Oddesa the Chossid told of the arguments and divisiveness, which were tearing at the Chassidic community, the lack of commitment to Divine service etc. It was apparent that the Rebbe was not enamored with the way he was speaking and the Rebbe blessed him somewhat coldly.
The Chossid didn’t understand, hadn’t he conducted himself in the best possible manner? Had he told anything less than the exact truth? Gathering all his courage, he asked, “Rebbe, my friend who entered previously did not answer truthfully, and yet the Rebbe treated him with warmth and encouragement. Why then does the Rebbe treat me, who told only the truth, with such disinterest and detachment?
Answered the Rebbe, “What is it that you fail to understand? What’s happening in Odessa I know myself, for that I have no need of anyone’s testimony. My question was not “what’s happening in Odessa”, but rather, “What’s happening with you?!”…”
This story was “a pearl in the mouth” of our friend Nosson Notte, and it would not be a mistake to say that this story clearly defines Nosson’s own personality.
For Nosson it didn’t make a difference where he was, amongst which friends he was with, or what kind of circumstances he happened to find himself – he always saw only the good aspects of the situation, the value and worth of each individual, that which was unique and special in the present moment or situation… essentially, he always found the good in everything. He is the one who is remembered by all of us, steadfast in his stance, like a live flame of fire, with that special enthusiasm that was unique to him – the one who set the tone and created an atmosphere.
The words of the Rebbe, “a Chossid macht a svivah” [“A chossid creates an atmosphere”] (“Hayom Yom” 30th Adar 1) defined his personality. For us, his friends and acquaintances, Nosson was the personification of the very concept of “liveliness”; the optimization of a Chossid and a Mekusher, who stands ready and prepared at all times; the one who could always be relied on to set the right tone in any situation.
It is not at all surprising that despite the full month that has passed since his absence from amongst us, we – his friends from all over the world – are not able to grasp our loss, it is only natural – for Nosson and the opposite of life, are essentially opposites…
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Everyone knows that Nosson had an extra special enthusiasm for the study of Tanya, both in-depth study and the memorization and review of each word by-heart. More importantly, Nosson – by way of his unique personality – served as a living example of one who puts the Tanya’s teachings into practice, and most specifically in regard to the Tanya’s heart [the 32nd chapter, the Hebrew equivalent of 32 can be read as Lev, meaning heart] which teaches that “One shall love one’s fellow as yourself – each Jewish soul from the greatest to the least”.
In his short life Nosson invested every possible effort in an attempt to influence as many people as possible to learn and become fluent in Tanya, and especially to memorize Tanya by-heart. He merited that even after his soul ascended, hundreds and perhaps thousands of Yeshivah students throughout the world, were inspired in this regard, and thousands of pages of Tanya were committed to memory in his merit.
It is therefore only natural that we have chosen to honor his memory by publishing a collection of notes and explanations on Tanya, and we are certain that this will be a source of pleasure for his Neshomah.
***
We would like to take the opportunity to extend our blessings to the Deitsch Family, that from this day and on they should only hear of good and happy tidings, and they should only know of goodness and kindness forevermore.
May it be his will that we should immediately merit the coming of Moshiach Tzidkeinu “and those who lie in the dust will arise and rejoice” and Nosson will be amongst them, may it happen immediately.

The Shluchim of Yeshivas Ohr Elchonon Chabad, LA
19th of Sivan 5770 – thirty days since Nosson’s passing, and his birthday.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

"א חבר ביסטו"







א חבר ביסטו

TTTO: ניגון "יעלה תחנונו"

א חבר ביסטו, ביי אונז אזוי טייער

אונזער ליבשאפט צו דיר, איז דאך אין לשער

אז מען קען דיר נישט זען, גיט די הארץ א קרעכץ - "אוי וויי"

מען דארף טאן, ווי דו וואלטס, אין א מצב ווי דעם



מבצעים ביי דיר, אין דער פולען זין


ווי דער רבי וויל, צו יעדער איד

דער זשעבינער הארץ, מיט דעם ניגון געלעבט

באוויזען, ווער דו ביסט, אלץ מיט א ברען



נתן אוי נתן, דיין ליבשאפ צום איד


פונקט ווי א טאטע, מיט זיינער א קינד

ארום דיר איז יעדער, געווען, באקוועם

אזוי ווי א חבר, נאר מיט אים



נתן אוי נתן, טייער נתן - יו


מ' האט דיר גענומען, פון אונז אזוי יונג

אבער איין זאך איז זיכער, ס'איז נאר מיט דיין גוף

דיין שמייכל, לעבט נאך מיט אונז



מיט שקידה און התמדה האסט זוכה געווען


צום לימוד ג"ן פרקים, פון תניא בעל פה

א שטעמפל אויפן וועלט, האסטו געלאזט

דיין "זהיר בה טפי", אין דעם האסטו געקאכט



נתן אוי נתן, דיין ליבשאפ צום איד


פונקט ווי א טאטע, מיט זיינער א קינד

ארום דיר איז יעדער, געווען, באקוועם

אזוי ווי א חבר, נאר מיט אים



אבינו אב הרחמן, רחם עלינו


שיק שוין דער גואל, משיח צדקנו

והקיצו ורננו שוכני עפר

און נתן נטע וועט זיין בתוכם



נתן אוי נתן, טייער נתן - יו


מ' האט דיר גענומען, פון אונז אזוי יונג

אבער איין זאך איז זיכער, ס'איז נאר מיט דיין גוף

דיין שמייכל און הארץ, לעבט דאך ווייטער מיט אונז


Friday, June 11, 2010

The dream

By Anonymous

I had a dream. It was right after nosson died, perhaps a few days had gone by. We were still reeling, still letting the news sink in, still enduring the raw pain. I went on long walks, just to try to get away, to clear my head of all the strong emotions clamoring inside. I drank with my friends, to try to express my feelings, to try to escape the reality. I just needed a moment of peace, a moment to return to reality, a moment in time when everything comes in to focus, when I can be at peace. And I couldn't find it. We were all wandering, all distraught and torn, I just felt so frustrated. I wasn't living a normal life.
So one night, just a few days after Nosson passed away, I retired to bed, more as an escape from the harsh reality of life than from fatigue. When I woke up, I didn't really take note of my surroundings, but it felt as if I had just walked in on a chassidishe farbrengen. To my surprise, who is standing there but Nosson! I went over to him, and with a big smile, he turned to me and gave me a powerful hug, so strong that it hurt. "Nosson, I knew you didn't really go," I exclaimed. "We all thought you were gone, you had me scared!" Nosson just grinned, and told me something to the effect that of course he is back, just like normal. I was standing there, just feeling so good, being reunited with Nosson.
Well, as I told you earlier, it was only a dream. But it was a real dream, which means that I thought it was reality when it was happening, and more importantly, when I woke up in the morning, as I was lying in bed too lazy to start my day, I recalled my dream, and knew, I just knew, that it wasn't just my overactive imagination that had conjured up Nosson, but that Nosson is still with us, still loves us, and hasn't left us. And I was at peace, because Nosson had come to say hello. Make what you want of the story, but you won't be able to convince me out of my conclusion. Trust me, I am perfectly sane. Nosson, thanks for stopping by.

Memorized Tanya Baal Peh L"IN Nosson Deitsch


Bais Chana Tzfas Seminary took apon themselfs to memorize the entire Lekutei Amarim Tanya Baal Peh L"IN Nosson Deitsch. B"H, together, they have almost completed the Tanya. May we only hear of Simchas, and merit to have Mashiach speedily in our times.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Nosson's Life

By Dani Chitrik

Nosson was a living example of a “Tanya Jew”, I therefore wish, to take you on a journey through the Tanya, to understand how to live the life of the “Tanya Jew”. Consequently we will understand Nosson’s wonderful invigorating way of life.

A crematorium operator at the Dachau holocaust camp preformed his job every day for 2 and half years. But one day he came home and shot himself. intriguingly it was not in remorse for his actions, as the note he left behind stated, on the day of his suicide, he arrived home from his job, and ostensibly a motorist ran over his poor little French poodle. Neighbors who witnessed the crime said that it was no accident. The driver purposely ran over the helpless dog! Shortly thereafter he wrote a note stating: that he could not continue to live in a world with such intensity of cruelty and insensitivity, and consequently he pulled the trigger!

Can humans comprehend the atrocities the Germans committed in WWII? No, it’s far from comprehension.

But this story could perhaps be analyzed and understood in a different light.

Sigmund Freud was an Austrian neurologist who founded the psychoanalytic method of psychiatry. Through his research he arrived at numerous unique theories, explaining the human psyche. Inquisitively Rabbi Shneur Zalman of Liadi, the author of the chassdic masterpiece, “The Tanya”. Arrived at analogous theories regarding the nature of the human psyche. In both their thesis’s they explain the build of the human mind.

Freud proposed that the human psyche could be divided into three parts, the super-ego, id, and ego which together form a psyche apparatus, repeatedly working different ways to channel ones activity and mental life.

The Alter Rebbe, called attention to two similar personalities in every Jew, The animalistic soul, and the G-dly soul. Which together form the conflict raging battle between the heart and mind.

Strikingly Freud’s id is similar to the animal soul mentioned in the Tanya. The id is the source of all psychic energy, and comprises the unorganized part of the personality structure. It contains the basic drives. It is amoral and selfish, ruled by the “pleasure principale”, always seeking direct gratification. Immature in its emotional growth it is persistently driven by the ‘Pleasure Principle’. The Tanya calls this immoral, self indulging soul the animalistic soul, it perceives no moral reason for virtues deeds if it counters its lust for pleasure, its whole intrinsic makeup is based on the logic of an animal, “if it will be fill my physical lust, then it is good, if it will oppose my indulgence of the physical luxury, it is not good for me.

Freud’s superego, which is similar to the Tanya’s G-dly soul. Is vis-à-vis the id. The superego aims for aptness, moral standards, and is our sense of right and wrong. It works to curb all unacceptable urges of the id and struggles to make the person perform idealistic standards rather that upon realistic integrity.… It is the inner voice of ‘shoulds’ and ‘should not’s. In Tanya, the G-dly soul is the ethical mind, wishing only what is morally correct, it represents the desire to do G-ds will, striving to be connected to above. The G-dly soul wishes to cleave to the divine. It wants nothing of personal gratification; it wishes to carry out its soul’s mission, to complete the ethical plan its divine creator had in store for it.

What distinguishes the Tanya’s view on from Freud’s can be understood from a story:

A person once complained to the Rebbe about the nature of people.

“From my encounters I have noticed that people can seem nice and charming at the outset. They may express concern for you, show interest in your life, and even openly admit that they love you! But if one digs just a little deeper than the outer surface – some require more digging than others – at their core everyone is exactly the same: selfish, arrogant, and egotistic. Why is this the nature of mankind?"

The Rebbe responded with a parable:

"When one walks on the street, thing often look so elegant and appealing: tall flowery trees, fancy houses, paved roads and expensive cars. But if one takes a hoe and begins digging beneath the surface, he discovers dirt and mud; nothing like the beautiful but 'deceptive' world above ground."

At this point the person was nodding his head in agreement, not fully realizing where this was going.

"But if he weren't to give up," the Rebbe concluded, "and would continue digging deeper, he would eventually encounter precious minerals and diamonds."

I have heard the saying “Where Freud dug and found mud, the Tanya dug and found gold”, (I’m not sure of the source). Yes Freud found the human psyche to be a raging battle, but to him under the brawl between the superego and the id, there is a more powerful force called the unconscious mind. Freud called dreams the "royal road to the unconscious". He believed that underneath the conscious reality of a person, one truly is a glutton; a person is fraudulent and corrupt, wishing only to gratify his ‘Pleasure Principle’.
Yes Freud “Dug and found mud”.

The Tanya on the other hand, teaches that though there may be an animalistic soul which whishes to indulge itself as an epicure in physicality, mans essence is the G-dly soul, we are born with an innate desire to act ethically. “Dig and you will find gold”, intrinsically and unconditionally every Jew wishes to do good, and fulfill G-ds desire.

The operator at the Dachau camp emulated Freud’s train of thought, at the essence of his core, he was and saw evil, and not being able to handle it he committed suicide.

Tanya on the other hand teaches how we Jews are in control of our thoughts, actions, and feelings. And though we constantly have a choice, to act either from the G-dly soul or from the animal soul, but our true essence is the G-dly soul. Our identity in reality is divine!

This was Nosson, he lived the majestic life of the Tanya, from it he learnt how to change oneself, and to look at the core of every person, he didn’t look for the evil behind their mask; he saw the shining soul!

We had the privilege to spend many years with our paradigm “Tanya Jew”. Let’s learn from him and make it our priority to emulate him. Set aside time every day or week to study the Tanya. Don't learn it as an academic study; rather learn it as your life’s guide. It will change yourself and your family, and thereby change the world.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Thank you!

By Yaakov

Thank you for putting up this site!

I too will always remember Nosson's electrifying smile. As Sholomo Hamelech says: "Tov Lev Mishteh Tomid." "To a good-hearted person, life is always a celebration!" That was Nosson.

I have shared many of the stories about Nosson Notta with my children and it has made such an impressionable impact on them. The stories have encouraged them to have more Ahavas Yisroel, and I can already see how the stories have refined their midos. Not to mention they have given the kids a chayus for learning and Yidishkeit in general.

Just last night before they went to sleep they asked, "Can you tell us a story of Nosson Notta?" as if they were asking for a Baal Shem Tov story!

Indeed, Nosson is a Baal Shem Tov in our time.

Changed My Life Forever

By Friend of Nosson

Nosson changed my life forever. I met Nosson through Rabbi Mendel Cunin, to study Tanya once or twice weekly. Over the months we became close friends. Every word of his, his joyous approach to life, his passion for Torah and mitzvas, among many other beautiful things, inspired and will always continue to inspire me to push myself to take on more mitvahs and strive to continue the path he made for so many of us.

Thank you Nosson, I am just one of so many who had the high honor of an experience with you.

Either seeing him, talking with him by phone, or merely exchanging phone and text messages with him had such a fundamental, foundational, inspirational, and lifelong impact on my life. And I'm sure there are so many more like me.

Childhood Memories

By Shimi Piekarski
From a letter sent to the family

An example of Nosson’s tremendous generosity and enthusiasm comes to mind; In fourth grade there was a campaign to learn Birchas Yaakov Baal Peh, a few kids in the class including Nosson did it. The day after we had finished Nosson walked into class with laminated certificates for all the participants. This is a perfect example of how Nosson always rejoiced in other people’s achievements. This certificate was something I never lost. Lately I pulled it out just to read those big bold letters “To: Shimon Piekarski From: Nosson Dietsch.”

In those days Nosson did a lot of Mishnayos Baal Peh (finishing most of Seder Moed). We would challenge each other to do more and more, as in everything Nosson always had that special chayus that paid off and put him in the lead. There was a major question who would come out in first place in the Mishnayes Baal Peh competition and it was a close contest between me and Nosson. One day I would come to school having learnt one Perek by heart the night before, and the next day Nosson came back with two! This went on for a while, in the end I won, but what touched me was that Nosson was the one who made sure to keep a copy of the newsletter announcing the winners. Throughout the years he would pull it out and show it to me, proud of our competition. This is another example of the way he celebrated his friends achievements with a tremendous joy, even in a case such as this where I won at his expense!

I had been in cheder in Ohlei Torah till fifth grade together with Nosson. After that there were four years during which I learnt in a different school. When I came back, I had sort of been separated from my Ohlie Torah class, I didn’t really feel like part of the class anymore. Then one day I remember I was walking down the street – I was on Crown and Kingston – and suddenly I meet Nosson. He greeted me with this huge ear to ear smile, with such a bright Varemkeit, as if I had never left the class. His words are etched in my memory, “Vos machstu Shimon Shalom!

I remember today how as a young child these simple words made such a strong impression on me. I was extremely touched that not only did he call me by my name but he even remembered and used my second name, which I am not usually called by. There was this warm feeling of comradeship that he gave me at that moment, making me feel part of everything. We had a long conversation and afterwards I remember walking home feeling so close and completely welcomed by my old friends. It’s amazing what Nosson, as a single individual was able to achieve – I didn’t just feel like I was his friend, I felt that I had been accepted by the entire class. Nosson took the Mamar Chazal “mekabel es kol odom b’sever panim yafos” to a whole new level. Throughout all the years, whoever he met, it was always with a great welcoming smile, always making others feel comfortable. Nosson’s smile will never leave us.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

"A Ray Of Sunshine"



From a speech delivered by Jack - a store owner who Nosson visited every Friday on Mivtzoim during his year in Los Angeles - at a gathering in honor of Nosson’s Shloshim in Yeshivas Ohr Elchonon Chabad. We would like to thank Jack for coming to inspire us and comfort us with his memories of Nosson.


I own a trophy and award store in Northridge, California. Fridays are always very busy day for us and we sometimes lose sight of where we’re at – how our feet are really firmly planted on the ground… and the realization came whenever Nosson would come in and we would spend a half hour learning about and understanding what life was really really about. He was in essence my sunshine for many many weeks and years. We had a very very good relationship and – knowing him – I can unequivocally say that I became a better Jew just by being close to him.

Ironically, for the last couple of months I had been trying to get hold of him, and as well as I knew him, I never knew his last name. So I asked Rabbi Rivkin, “you know this fellow who would come by, and we would learn, and we would laugh, and we would drink” – I still have a bottle of Smirnoff that’s half filled that we would have L’chaims with…

Ironically I asked Rabbi Rivkin, “My son, G-d willing, is getting married in August and I very much want my friend Nosson to be there…” because my son is getting married in Miami and we’re spending Shabbat there at the Chabad house, and I knew that Nosson was the Mashgiach there.

Oddly enough on Lag Be’Omer some Chabad boy’s came over to my homage to my mother-in-law who had passed away, so I asked “where is this young man?” Later I learned tragically that he had died just a half an hour before I had asked where he was.
He was really a ray of sunshine…

I remember one time, when I had a friend that came in that was not religious at all, and Nosson of course would ask every Jewish person that came in, “Have you ever put on Tefillin?” or “Did you put on Teffilin today?” and the man said, “I’ve only ever put on Teffilin once in my life.” So Nosson says “Well, we’ve got to put on Tefillin…” and the gentleman looks at me, and I said “You’ve got to listen to the Rabbi! This kid’s a Rabbi, you’ve got to listen to him!”

So Nosson gets the Teffilin on him and we’ve got these two young men there with beards and black hats, and just then a lady comes in and she says, “Well I’ll come in tomorrow to pick up my trophy.”

I say, “I’m sorry we’re not open tomorrow, its Saturday.”

“Why?” she asks “are you Jewish?”

I say “No, we’re Seventh Day Adventists!”

I mean here’s a kid with Teffilin on and we have Chabad Rabbi’s here… …and Nosson just cracks up!

So I said “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you, but it’s pretty obvious that we’re not Hindus here, young lady…”

There was always laughter with Nosson around. Even though he was a red-sox fan, which was probably – unfortunately – his biggest fault, we very much enjoyed our relationship.

I look at a person like Nosson and I think to myself, “This boy has accumulated, in the short twenty years of his life, more wise words, more words of Torah and more words of Thought, than I would probably accumulate in two or three hundred years…"

It was an honor knowing him…

Ironically, my son is getting married in two months from now and we’re staying at the Chabad House where – I believe – Nosson would have been… I just wish he would be there and I am sure that he will be there.

Thank you.

LA: Shloshim Gathering – Kovetz He’ores on Tanya published in honor of Nosson

On Tuesday night, the Shluchim of Yeshivas Ohr Elchonon Chabad, Los Angeles hosted a “Shloshim Gathering & Farbrengen” and published a special Kovetz in honor of HaTomim Nosson Notte Deitsch A”H. Nosson served as a Shliach in the Yeshivah – as part of the current Kvutzah – last year. The 19th of Sivan, the day of the Shloishim, would also have been Nosson’s 22nd birthday.

The Kovetz was dedicated entirely to notes and explanations on Tanya. Nosson’s special enthusiasm for Tanya was well known, and was recently described by a close friend in a letter to the family: “Many people do great things but there aren’t many people who you can think about and point out a specific Inyen which literally defines their life. But when I think about Nosson, right away I think, Tanya Bal Peh. This is something which stands out, something which he lived with not only for a short period of his life but throughout all his years. This is not just something which was noticed by a specific individual, by some friends or family, but by everyone who knew him. Nosson koched in Tanya Baal Peh with such an Emes that it was clear that this wasn’t just something which he did, it was something that he not only lived himself, but also tried to impress on others.”

In the light of Nosson’s dedication to Tanya, all his friends agreed that the best way to honor his memory would be through projects associated with Tanya specifically. As was previously reported on collive, the Vaad Talmidei HaTemimim ran a special Mivtzeh Tanya Baal Peh in Nosson’s honor, and now we are pleased to present the “Kovetz Zichroin Nosson Notte”, in which Mashpi’im and Magidei Shuir from various Yeshives have participated.

To download the Kovetz click here.


Amongst the Mashpi’im, friends and family members who addressed the crowd were Nosson’s brother Rabbi Mendy Deitsch (who flew in specially for the event), Rabbi Mendy Shapiro Mashpia in the Yeshivah, and Jack, one of the people Nosson used to visit on Mivtzoim every Friday during his time in LA. The various speakers spoke about Nosson’s special, always upbeat and enthusiastic attitude, his tremendous Ahavas Yisroel, his Hasmodeh in learning, his dedication and desire to give Nachas Ruach to the Rebbe, and the need for us all to learn from him – “veha’chai yitein el liboi”.

The event was attended by many Shluchim and Anash from around LA, by Mekurovim who’s lives were, by their own testimony “heavily impacted by Nosson’s inspiration”, as well as by the many bocherim who learnt with Nosson throughout the years and benefited from his influence as a Shliach in the Yeshivah. After the official program finished, almost everyone present remained to Farbreng late into the night, and the haunting strains of “Zhebiner Hartz” – Nosson’s favorite Nigun, continued to be heard until well after dawn.


Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Tanya Baal Peh in Sydney, Australia

Hi,
Just wanted to let you know that in honour of Nosson, our Cheder had a goal to learn 360 lines of Tanya Baal Peh by his Shloshim (which in Australia, was today). B'h, the girls put in a lot of effort and we reached 413 lines! We never knew him. But his actions inspired us to learn more and to do more! May his Neshama have an Aliyah and may we be Zoche to the coming of Moshiach now!!

Raizel Feldman
Extra Curricular- Yeshiva Girls Cheder, Sydney

Moshiach!

By Anonymous

It’s been more then 31 days since you left us.

I'm standing here felling chilly, a soft wind is floating against my back, and the air is whistling its silent melody. Your face constantly flashes before me; my eyes - too numb too cry - constantly blink. My vision of your transient smile makes me feel close to you. My brain cells twitch in agony thinking about what was supposed to be, what could have been, but my conscious rational reminds me “what is”.
Are we supposed to answer why? Could we answer why?
Are we supposed to continue as if nothing peculiar occurred? Could we continue as if nothing peculiar occurred?

I remember telling you "silence is bliss", to which you responded "דאגה בלב־איש ישחנה", (Anxiety in a man's heart weighs it down, But a good word makes it glad.). so I will let my fingers rattle at the Keyboard, and ill tell you my thoughts.

I know what you want, “Chazak Veamats”, you want us to charge! Take over and roll, make it happen, hold faith and keep out heads high, Learning, Davening, Mivztoyim etc…,

But please listen to this story:

Shortly after the passing of the Friediker Rebbe, the Rebbe held a Farbreingen. Opening the Farbreingenthe Rebbe related that:

The Friedilker rebbe once told over at a Farbreingen: Before R' Levi Yitzchik from Bardichev, passed away, he said to his students "There were numerous Tzadikim who promised before they passed on, that they would not enter heaven, before Moshiach comes. (Thereby causing a commotion in heaven, hence G-D would have to send Moshiach”). But when they fed them a little “heavenly sugar” (spirituality), they could not hold themselves back, and they entered Gan Eden. But said R’ Levi Yitzchok, they won’t fool me”.

The Friediker Rebbe then said that, when R’ Levi Yitzchok arrived in heaven, they said “Kiddusha”, and R’ Levi Yitzchok as well jumped into heaven.

The Rebbe thus concluded:
“Since the freddiker rebbe knew this story and told it over, he obliviously will not be fooled”!
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After 3 tammuz we constantly think about the Rebbe and this story!

Nosson I know you can and will do it!

Yes we promise to do all we can, but on your part, help us do it together. Let’s bring Moshiach, with our “Kochos” down here, and your "Kochos" above.

We miss you
We love you
We need you!

Moshiach now!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Remember Nosson Lubavitch of Montgomery County

Memories from Staten Island

By Shimi Piekarski

In Staten Island there was a seder to learn Gemorah Ligersah and get tested three blat at a time, when we came to the end of (I think) Perek Hamekebel in Boveh Metziah he was challenged to learn around fifteen blatt. He was promised a set of seforim if he would be able to Chazer the whole Perek – shakleh vetaryeh – straight. Nosson jumped at the challenge and he poshet spent hours horruving away. Thursday nights he would sit and chazer late into the night with unwavering concentration. There was no way to shake or distract him from his tremendous Ibergegbenkeit and Hasmodeh. Nosson was an unstoppable force, once he decided to do something he did it all the way and didn’t give up. His efforts paid off and from his example many bochurim joined in, to the extent that a whole new tenuah was started and a lot of bochurim ended up learning eight perokim of Boveh Metezia Baal Peh.

This whole Koch was Nisoirer through Nosson’s example alone, he was the hartz and the fire of the whole yeshivah. He turned the whole Yeshivah around, he would sit in his place with a tremendous Shtarkeit and would not let anyone disturb him, no Devorim Beteilim, no nothing! Even though he didn’t have the quickest and sharpest head, his Yegieh paid off and he amassed a wide spectrum of Yedies, beyond that of an average bochur – Nosson’s knowledge didn’t come easily but through sweat and toil. He exemplified Shkidah Ve’hasmodah, which was his central focus and was placed before all other inyonim, but also in anything else he displayed the same strength and will power, everything he did was permeated with rare enthusiasm and effort. When he learnt you could see how he would fight to keep focused, and wave away any distractions. Whatever he did, he poshut fought to move forward despite the difficulties that he often faced.

His Hasmodeh in those days was poshut unbelievable, I clearly remember how he would run down to the dining room to eat very quickly and then rush back up, wasting almost no time. Chaim Lerman reminded me of how Nosson used to make two coffees every morning, he would drink one before he began learning Tanya Baal Peh in the morning and the other he would leave on the side to be drunk before Seder Chassidus began – by which time it was obviously cold. Chaim asked him why he doesn’t just make one and then make a second one before Chassidus, to which Nosson answered that he didn’t want to take the time to make another trip downstairs and would rather drink cold coffee than waste a few precious moments of learning!

Every three weeks in Staten Island we would get a Shabbos off. Most of the yeshivah would generally go home on Thursday night, but at a certain point Nosson decided that instead of going home we should sit and learn a whole night, go on Mivtzoim in the morning, and only then go home for Shabbos. Nosson started this with only a couple of bochurim and eventually it turned into a big group of bochurim who would sit and learn for hours into the night all because of Nosson’s inspiration. This turned out to be one of the greatest successes of that year.

We were Chavrusahs in Shiur Beis and half of Shiur Gimel, I cannot forget how Nosson would be there right at the beginning of Seder and started learning with a tremendous Chayus, he didn’t let us start learning new material until we had first Chazered yesterday’s material. I remember that there were times in the day that I was not in the mood of learning, or I had too much material to Chazer and I was getting lazy, and I would look across zal, where Nosson sat and learnt without the slightest interruption – for hours straight he would shokel over a sefer – and that would inspire me to emulate him. Nosson’s example gave us a great amount of chayus and hasmodah, injecting a tremendous life into to the whole yeshiva. When I think about it, I realize that every major Inyen which happened while we were in Staten Island, started from Nosson – like I said before he was the hartz and the fire which got the whole yeshivah going.

Monday, May 31, 2010

I don't know anyone who can match that

By Shmuli Wolf

Many people are saying excellent and amazing things, stories etc. about my extraordinary roommate, I want to just mention to you something about Nosson which I'm pretty sure you don't know, there's lots more I have to say but this is something special.

Most people have their "click" meaning their friends who their close with, guys talk and befriend many people but generally speaking everyone has "their guys", that when they need to talk to someone, need advice or help they know they can call.

On a daily basis I would here Nosson on the phone with all those people that DIDN'T have a "click" or with some old classmate who is a working bochur and had no social life... Nosson was on the phone daily with them.

All the time these guys would come to Florida to visit, and I'm saying the truth here, before they would check in to their hotel they were in yeshiva, it was something like they felt they had to see the person who really cared about them, and only after getting that famous massive smile from Nosson were they able to continue to the hotel.

When I was at the levaya and at the farbrengen we made the night of the levaya, all those classmates of mine that I haven't spoken to in years... they were very hurt, crying, and just like me, they felt that they lost their BEST friend..... Who will they talk to now? Who will they turn to for advice? When they need that listening ear who will they call?

Just wanted to share that extra ahavas yisrael that Nosson had and I don't know anyone who can match that.

Crazy funny Nosson!

By Motti Rivkin

This is a story that i vividly remember that shows the fun loving life that was Nosson's, it was 2 summers ago when Nosson was a head waiter in Gan Yisrael Parksville, it was Color War and Nosson being an obvious figure in camp was made a L.T. general, now if you know Nosson his part in Color War was always the Chayus dept., making sure every kid lost his voice by the end of Color War! But when it came to writing the script or a leading role in the plays, that he left for others.

So as we are sitting half way through his team's play, you can imagine my surprise when the scene opens up and in walks Nosson. now these type of plays are usually serious drama plays (at least we try to make them that way), so when Nosson walked into that bar scene i didn't know what to expect, and let me tell you NOSSON TOOK FUNNY AND CRAZY TO A WHOLE OTHER LEVEL! He was supposed to be a drunk in a bar and you bet he was, he was screaming, jumping, braking table and chair props that guys worked hours on making! I was crying from laughter, the judges didn't know what to make of it whether to give extra points for the comedy or take off points because he practically ruined the whole drama of the play! And forget about the other actors in the scene no one paid any attention to what was actually going on in the play.

All in all Nosson gave everyone a good laugh, and that’s what he was all about making sure to have the best time where ever it may be (even if it meant making a serious play, funny).
And that’s what I miss most about Nosson, when everybody else was worn out and tired he just had the energy to go on forever!

Funny Crazy times will never be the same without him.