By A friend.
I was privileged, to spend many years together with Nosson,
When I reflect on all the memories, the times we spoke together, laughed together, and learned together, I constantly smile, he so so full of vigor and passion.
In camp, he always encouraged the bunk to strive to win best bunk. In school, he always topped the list of most learned by heart. When at his home, he showed me how to be a true Chossid.
With his honest remarks, and helpful insights, I became, he changed the way our class, thought, talked, played, and learned.
He was our leader, and we loved following him.
when we were in trouble, he didn't ask if there was anything he could do, he just thought something up and did it!, he didn't ask be your friend, he just was your friend. He was the ensample of "A beautiful heart".
One particular story flashes in my mind: It was after Purim, and everybody came to school, with all their "Nosh", showing off all the "grub" we accumulated during our Purim escapade. Some boys for one reason or another didn't have any snack's, Nosson without even blinking an eye, pulled his sweets out of his backpack, and proceeded to give them all out, excusing himself saying "I'm really not a big candy eater"!, this was in elementary!, we would go crazy over candy. When I saw it I couldn't believe it, It effected me very deeply.
May the Oibeshter please hear our cries, and bring Moshiach Now!