By D. Carver
I just spent quite a while on the website you sent learning about Nosson. I'm actually not sure why I clicked on the link, for I have never met Nosson. I am actually finding myself crushed that the world has been deprived of such a remarkable young man. One person wrote, "Nosson made me his friend, even though Nosson had many friends." He seemed to carry the weight of awareness that someone might be alone for prayer or Shabbat or Yom Tov, and took immediate action and an intense personal commitment to make sure they were enveloped by community. I am struck, literally struck by such a person. No one I know personally in my community does this. In some ways, the world of Conservative Judaism in which we live is such a dry desert, a midbar, in comparison to the descriptions I have just read of Nosson. Living in his presence must have been like a Gan Eden. I am sorry now that I never knew him. His life challenges me to rethink why I am so blithely accepting the tepid Jewish life that I am now leading, when he lived his brief life with such passion and love.