By Bentzi Avtzon.
I had the privilege and enjoyment of spending a year as a roommate with Nosson on Shlichus in Yeshivas Ohr Elchonon. Although Nosson personally amazed be with the way he would energetically wake up every morning (even after a long farbrengen as only Nosson could farbreng), he would always humbly credit it to his other roommates that "woke him up". Indeed, Nosson had a wonderful habit of crediting many of his ma'alos on other people.
Nosson had absolutely no problem in sharing the credit, on the contrary he sometimes had a problem taking the credit that he deserved.
Being asked to remember a story of Nosson in a way is quite a challenge. Stories usually stand out when somebody does something out of the ordinary once or twice. What happens when somebody does things which are unique so often that you can to begin to believe that its natural?
That was Nossons chush. Doing special things in a natural way.
Nevertheless there is one that at this time comes to mind. Sometime towards the beginning of this year, a friend of one of Nosson's brothers' spent some time in Los Angeles. Although I didn't get to know him at all, it seemed clear to me that Nosson and him had very little in common and therefore very little to talk about. I therefore expected that Nosson would suffice with just doing his duties of hosting him in a mentshliche manner. To my surprise Nosson spent the entire Friday night farbrenging with what was all of a sudden appeared to be his close buddy. The indescribable amount of joy by this person to be included in such a manner by a farbrengen with regular bochurim was totally apparent. This amazing display of varemkeit to people that weren't particularly Nossons type eventually established itself as a reliable pattern. Throughout his Shlichus, Nosson would go out of his way on countless occasions to help specifically those bochurim that for the most part seemed to be ignored.
When I asked Nosson how he does it, he didn't quite seem to understand my question. Although he always remembered to mention to his friends what he had learned from them he didn't seem to sense that we were learning quite a bit from him. And if there one thing that I must publicly apologize to Nosson about it is that I didn't insist on telling him when I had the chance how much I had quietly learned from him.