know that no words can do justice in representing who you were and what you meant to every neshama that you ever touched. All I can tell you is the truth. And the truth is that I miss you, and not a day will go by that I won’t miss you. I hate the fact that you won’t be there for my chuppah and the birth of my future children. I can’t stand that I never got a chance to say goodbye. I can’t believe you won’t be able to see what comes out of our project Limud L’chai (but I give you my word it will continue in your merit). It hurts that we can’t have the proper levaya, the likes of which you deserve. But I know you will always be watching over every moment of our lives, just like you did when you were here with us. And I know all the lessons you taught us will always be with us.
You were an angel amongst men. You barely ate food and rarely ever slept. You lived in a 4x4 room, throughout the week sleeping on a sofa chair while all you did was learn and help people with their problems. You cried for every Jew whether you knew them or not. Rebbi, you were a real tzaddik and I know you are up there with Hakadosh Baruch Hu right now. You taught us so much Rebbi, and most im- portantly, you taught us that there are a thousand reasons to find faults with people, but a normal person looks for that one reason to find the positive in someone. You taught us to just learn Torah and not worry about the rest. You taught us to love every Jew more than ourselves. All I can say is that I will try my hardest to do right by you and make you proud. Don’t worry Rebbi, we will be fine down here without you because we have every lesson you ever taught