Memories from Yeshiva

By: Mendel Rubin

Levi was a few years younger than I, but I remember him from our days in Yeshiva, almost twenty years ago. He was robust, energetic and vibrant. Even as a young teen, he had a deep voice (he liked Chazzanut) and a hearty laugh. He loved life, he appreciated people. He energized others. He was dynamic, capable, and physically strong. From what you read about his illness he obviously had incredible spiritual and emotional strength as well.

Levi comes from a wonderful family with a great tradition of generosity and kindness, of deeply ingrained values and refined character. My sister recently passed away at age 33, leaving six children. In thinking of them and the challenges they now face, I remember how the Deitsch family was (is) so lovingly close and supportive of their cousins, my friends, who years ago found themselves in the same situation. They treated them like brothers, for years.

Heartfelt wishes in this very sad and difficult time to Levi’s own wife and children, to his mother, his eldest two brothers who I remember well from Yeshiva, to Levi’s grandparents Rabbi and Mrs. Edelman who treated me like their own grandson when I lived in their home for two years in Springfield, to Levi’s immediate and extended family, to his Tysons Corners community (I didn’t know him during his Shlichus years but he was certainly the type to give it his all, he loved people, he was friendly, outgoing, warm…)

May this family, and all our people, have tremendous Nachas, know no more suffering, and have much joy and comfort, until the ultimate comfort of Moshiach.