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, May 9, 2010

The following is an email which was sent out by weekly email

By Levi Margolin

Last week I traveled to Miami for work. Arriving Friday morning, the first place I headed to was the Chabad Yeshiva in Miami’s South Beach to catch a Minyan for Shachris, the morning services. My younger brother Zalmy, a student at the Yeshiva welcomed me and showed me around. After a few minutes, I found a seat and began my prayers.

A few moments after I began to pray, I noticed a few chairs begin to shuffle and saw what appeared to be one of the older “bochurim” – students – at the yeshiva. I noticed as this student walked in that the younger students all greeted him and said hello and good morning. This was Nosson Deitsch. I watched as Nosson took his seat without wasting anytime and plunged directly into his prayers.

Nosson’s prayers were out loud, with concentration on every word. I watched as other students observed him and his prayers. I too was inspired. I was inspired by two things. One was the way Nosson davened. This is the way we all wish we davened every day. We wish we didn’t get sidetracked by others in the room and commotions around us. We only hope everyday as we start to daven that our only concentration at that time will be our creator and the Tefilos - prayers – we are offering him.

What inspired me more however, was something that I didn’t really understand. The attention and respect Nosson drew from the younger students at the Yeshivah. No one said anything to me about this matter, you just felt it. These kids felt honored to have Nosson Deitsch in their midst as an older student and mentor and study guide. I didn’t understand however what the respect and admiration was built upon. I didn't understand it - until now that is.

This past Sunday, Nosson Deitsch was ripped away from this world in tragic fashion in the prime of his life. His family and friends were shocked. The stories of inspiration drawn from Nosson began to flood the internet. I now understand why these younger students felt privileged to know him and “have him” in their lives. Nosson lived for three things, his creator, his Rebbe and other people. I feel privileged to be one of the people that drew inspiration from Nosson, especially in the last week of his life.

While reading memories of friends and family at I’ve learned a lot from and about Nosson. Nosson was a giver not a taker. Nosson was a learner and a teacher. Nosson was a true Chassid. Nosson was charitable. Nosson was everyone’s best friend. While I didn’t know Nosson well (“peripherally” at best) I feel like he has touched my life. I cried for him. I cried for his family. But after learning about him I know He would rather us do something good and learn from his good qualities.

According to Nosson’s aunt, one of the last things Nosson learned was a book that included the phrase "The human mind is finite so it is impossible to comprehend an infinite G-d's actions". In fact that’s where his bookmark had him when found after his passing.

Apropos? Indeed. Of course we cannot even begin to try and figure out why things like this happen. Why a young 21 year old kid like Nosson, who is described by friends and family as being the “most full of life” of anyone is torn from us, we’ll never understand. We don’t understand, but we do know we must build. The out-pour of Mitzvot and Learning that has already been committed too in Memory of Nosson is mind-boggling. This is exactly the way Nosson would like it to be.

Next time, let’s report on happier things, and lets focus on making Nosson’s memory a celebration of his life and things he cared about. Learning the Torah. Enjoying Judaism. Helping others. And of course, living life to the fullest.

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