Strip away the where-what-when-how of our lives, and you’ll often find that behind the trappings of our modern-day routines lies an ancestor whose life mission informs our own
Rabbi Avi Schnall
Eliezer Glueck left the when, if, and how to G-d, but he knew he had to take action. In the halls of government today, I walk with the same realization
Like so many other Holocaust survivors, my grandfather, Eliezer (Loychi) Glueck came to America without a penny in his pocket. A farmer’s son from the Hungarian town of Rakamaz, he spoke no English and had never been exposed to any sort of higher education.
With his mix of determination, optimism, and a steady supply of siyata d’Shmaya, this immigrant became vice-chairman of Maimonides Hospital, president of Bikur Cholim of Boro Park, and a member of the board of trustees of Agudath Israel of America.
I grew up in America, I speak English, and I get the culture and nuance of American life, yet it’s still hard to get things done, to accomplish. I spend a good part of my day in government offices, seated across from well-meaning people who look at me and say, “What you’re asking for is too hard,” or, “It will never happen.”
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