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.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010


By Meir Menkes

I met you first at camp. You were lively and friendly and always had a smile on your face. When we lost a sports game, you were the first to run to the other team and congratulate them then run to us and tell us that we did a great job and with that effort we would win next game. (We did win the championship).
But it was on a friday night that our close friendship started. It was a long day on mivtziom and I fell asleep in the dormitory before shabbos. I was in no rush to go to shul since I was not from crown heights and I had no shabbos meal to join that night. I came to 770 to catch a late minyan. As we finished you came over to me and asked me if I had somewhere to eat. Before I answered, you dragged me by my arm and before I knew it I was sitting at one of the nicest, most friendly and chassidisheh shabbos meal. The smile and welcome from you and your family was one that I haven't ever seen in my life. That night we sat and farbrenged at your table until 3:00 am. I remember at some point after many L'chaims and clapping on the table I accidentally broke a glass. I felt terrible and quite embarrassed. You right away disregarded the incident and made like there was no issue. A few minutes later you "accidentally" broke a glass yourself. I'm almost sure you did it to make me feel more comfortable.
From then on our friendship only got stronger. We used to get together at least once a week and go out to eat then come back to farbreng or just shmooze about life. You were only an inspiration to me. Constantly putting a smile on my face and giving me words of hope, courage and strength. Your tremendous chayos always uplifted me. You were a true friend.
As time goes on unfortunately tragedies happen and we tend to forget but Nosson I will never forget you. After we split up to go on shlichus to different places, you used to call me once a week to check up on me and see how my learning was going. We spoke about our shiurim, basic life and joked around a lot also. Anything I ever needed it was you who I turned to and you never failed me. You did it with a smile.
There are no words to describe what a great person you were.
When I give someone a Brocha that they should be a talmid chacham, yiras shomayim and lamdun, it is you who I think about and it is you who I wish my children will be like.
I will also never forget the derech eretz you had for your mother and family. There was never a no.
As tears roll down my face I recall an incident that made a great change in my ahavas yisroel. It was a late night and I was hungry and there was no food in my room. I was thinking about who I can call that wouldn't mind driving me to get some food. After realizing the time I figured that it was not proper calling anyone so late and I prepared to go to sleep hungry. As I was settling down I got a call, I looked at my phone and it was Nosson calling. He told me he was passing by yeshiva and wanted to know if I want to come outside to say hello. After coming downstairs I mentioned that I was hungry. Without a blink Nosson told me to get in the car and took me to get food.
It was these small but huge things that Nosson did that effected every single person that he met.
I could go on and on but I would rather dedicate my time to do things that will make Nosson smile.
I know that the gates of gan eden will be swung open for you and you will be rushed to the kisei ha'kavod and you will beg the aibershter to bring moshiach and I know he will listen because such a pure neshama can not be ignored.
We will truly miss you nosson and you will never be forgotten.

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