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Rebbe Rebbe

HaRav Walkin taught me with one sentence what entire books couldn't teach. He was a master of instruction, with only the barest hint that I needed to refine any particular character trait.

Like all brilliant men, he had a mysterious twinkle in his eyes when I spoke to him, as though he was thinking way beyond my words. I noticed this most after absorbing his of- ten deceptively simple answers for my questions. The more I dig into his advice and answers, the more it yields.

His heart was cavernous, wide like the deepest ravine. His deep love of humanity shone forth clearly on his face and in his smile. The Rav exuded inner strength like a lion and at the same time a gentle touch; his words always falling like a dove feather.

Rebbe Rebbe


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