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Boruch Dayan Ho’Emes – Dayan Gershon Lopian Z’tzl

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1.  I once heard that the more effort a person takes to conceal his or her greatness in this world, the wider the Gates of Heaven are thrown open for them b’yom haDin.

2.  The Gates of Heaven are opened wide tonight.

3.  The Dayan spent more effort than most people spend in pushing themselves forward in keeping himself back.  He shrank from honour, from controversy, from ambition, from everything that is Moitzi es Ho’Odom Min Ho’Olom.  For his part, he could have gone unrecognised and unknown and been perfectly happy; which is why he was known and sought after from every corner of the world, why his telephone never stopped ringing, and why he will be irreplaceable.

4.  From the Dayan one could learn ahavas habrios.  He loved every human being.  He loved the weak, the broken, the silly and the ineffectual; and he even loved those who didn’t think they were any of those things.  He had time for us all.  His ‘phone number was on Directory Enquiries for all to see: and he answered his own ‘phone – you didn’t have to pluck up courage to get through a wall of secretaries or to explain your business; if you needed an ear and an answer, you got both.

5.  From the Dayan one could learn sholom.  He was always interested in people –  but he was never interested in taking sides, or leading or supporting battles for anything.  His infectious smile and laughter dissolved discord and united people in ahavas haTorah.

6.  From the Dayan one could learn emes.  He was afraid of nothing and nobody.  If something was nonsense you were told it was nonsense.  If something was wrong, no amount of discussion would make it right; and if it was right, no amount of pressure would make it wrong.

7. Boruch Dayan HoEmes.

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Written by Daniel Greenberg

January 30, 2014 at 6:32 pm

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  1. Completely irreplaceable…. concur with everything written. My husband and I feel bereft. He aws involved in so many aspects of our life. Even my 6 year old asked me “Who can we ask now if I can still wear short sleeves?” The kehilla is bereft. He was always available, extremely sensitive to deep personal and family matters, he understood people’s emotions and paskuned accordingly, as written above, casting aside nonsense …. “nischt gefairlech…. next!”. Life will not be the same.

    lisa

    January 30, 2014 at 10:35 pm

  2. Well said, Daniel. When I am not sure of something now my first thought is ‘what would Reb Gershon have said?’. Dassy too. No spin. No pretentions. No shtick. Seforim open, piled high, a Har Sinai of seforim and writings in his tiny office. The phone. The doorbell. The kiss. The embrace. Next case! We miss you, dear Reb Gershon, please pray for us, your children, in your lofty abode. Family O

    david obermeister

    February 2, 2014 at 11:19 pm


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