The talmid who became my rebbi
Personal memories of Rabbi Reuven Bauman
R
euven Bauman was a lanky and angular 13-year-old when he entered my classroom at the Yeshiva of North Jersey 22 years ago.
The fact that Reuven quickly gained a name as one of most refined bochurim of the shiur did not surprise me; I’d known the Bauman family for a long time.
Reuven’s grandfather, Willie Bauman, was one of the steady participants in a Gemara shiur that I’d been giving in Englewood, New Jersey, since 1983. I was therefore not surprised by the exemplary middos Reuven displayed.
His grandfather had escaped the horrors of the Holocaust and had initially settled in Australia before coming to the States and settling in Washington Heights. Mr. Bauman’s sterling middos, his devotion to learning, his admiration for Rav Shimon Schwab ztz”l and his complete and utter devotion to Torah and mitzvos were transmitted by example to his son Rabbi Mark Bauman, Reuven’s father.
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