Sunday, July 31, 2011

Rosh Chodesh Av 5771

Rosh Chodesh Av approaches.
A time of great sadness and grief for all of Klal Yisroel.
A time of remembering staggering losses for all Jews.
A time of great personal loss for myself as well.
Tonight - Rosh Chodesh Av - marks the 10th yahrzeit of my dear father, Raphael N. Levi, z"l.
I can still hear his unassuming voice - his soft chuckle - his wise words.
How typical of my father to pass away at a time that we are all mourning anyway, so as not to inconvenience anyone in his family with undue sadness.

I cannot begin to tell you how much I admired my father, and continue to do so today {though the expression of this admiration may have changed slightly.... ;) }


As we prepare for these upcoming sad days, one of the books that come down from the shelf is my father's Kinos. The book itself is no more remarkable than any other of its kind, except for the fact that my father kept within reminders for himself of other more recent horrors and annihilation. Stored inside my father's sefer, are crumbling pages of The New York Times, dated August 1943 and 1944, detailing horrors beyond measure. They are difficult to read. They are imperative to remember.


(read column one on this one, then go down to the next one before returning to the remaining columns here)


May our tefillos and our actions merit the Geulah Sheleima speedily in our days when we all be joyfully reunited with our lost loved ones.

7 comments:

ProfK said...

May his neshomah have an aliyah and may he be a melitz yosher for your family and for all of Klal.

YDL said...

ad bias goel

Mrs. S. said...

Amen!

yekkishe bekishe said...

Ad Bias Hagoel

Anonymous said...

I miss the smell of his pipe.

G6 said...

Amen.

Anonymous - as much as I hated it growing up (the girl with the funny smelling hair...), I miss it too ;)
Thanks for your personal remembrance.

itsagift said...

May his neshama continue to go higher in gan eden when he watches his children following the ways of HKBH and making a Kiddush Hashem wherever they go!

A father...ten years...wow...I can't imagine the pain of all of that combined...

Amen to your bracha at the end of this post!!