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Parshas Korach

"You Found a Way to Come In"

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, pp. 399-400, no. 28

I heard the fol­low­ing story from my cousin, the shochet, R. Shneur Zal­man Chas­dan:39

When he was in yechidus with the Rebbe Rashab in Lubav­itch, the door opened sud­denly — not the door used by guests for yechidus, rather the door of the small room be­tween the din­ing room and the zal where the Rebbe held yechidus — and the Rebbe’s son walked in.

“You found a way to come in, ” the Rebbe said to him. And my cousin left at once.

When I told the Rebbe Shlita the story that I heard my­self from the Rebbe Ray­atz in Leningrad — how he wanted to go with ev­ery­one on erev Rosh Hashanah to give the pidyon to his fa­ther — the Rebbe told me, “Even more: at times he even wanted to go with ev­ery­one for yechidus.”

  1. R. Shneur Zalman Chasdan: the son of my mother’s brother, R. Yehudah Leib Chasdan — known as the Sebezesher shochet in Homil — a distinguished chossid of the Rebbe Maharash and, earlier, the Tzemach Tzedek. ↩
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The Blackened Pages of Shaar HaKniyah

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, p. 99, no. 37

R. Groinem, the mash­pia in Lubav­itch, told how the Tzemach Tzedek stud­ied Chovos HaL­e­vavos twenty min­utes each day be­fore Min­cha. The pages of The Gate of Hu­mil­ity were black­ened; it was ev­i­dent that he had re­viewed that sec­tion in­nu­mer­able times.

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Reb Hillel Paritcher at the Tzemach Tzedek's Door

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, p. 348, no. 49

My zeide de­scribed with deep feel­ing how Reb Hil­lel Par­itcher stood at the Tzemach Tzedek’s door, ready to en­ter yechidus. Ex­traor­di­nar­ily se­ri­ous, he smoothed his beard, ad­justed his peyos, and stood filled with awe.

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A Shas Yid Comes to Hear the Maamar

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, pp. 304-305, no. 39

My zeide once told the above story to Rav Tzvi Auer­bach (Her­shel Tsuriv­et­zer, a chos­sid of the Tzemach Tzedek) and said, “You’re surely think­ing, Isn’t it for­bid­den to serve a per­son of flesh and blood? Nev­er­the­less, that’s what he cried out!”

Af­ter Rosh Hashanah, 5673 (1912) — when the Rebbe had said the maa­mar be­gin­ning Shu­vah (not a dif­fi­cult maa­mar) — I re­turned home from Lubav­itch and re­viewed the maa­mar in pub­lic. When the above men­tioned R. Tzvi, a “Shas Yid” (an ex­pert in ev­ery part of Tal­mud), heard about this he came to us, and I had to re­peat the maa­mar for him. Such was the bit­tul of a great chos­sid!

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"Your Place?"

As I Heard Them, Vol. 1, p. 249, no. 84

The Rebbe sent that same young man (may G-d avenge his blood) to bring some­thing.

“No one should take my place mean­while, ” the young man said.

The Rebbe smiled. “Your place?”

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