It was a simple comment. But those few short words opened a doorway to the greatness that lay within.
With Rav Kamenetsky in his yeshivah office in Philadelphia in November 2021
Late one Thursday night, I received a call from the gabbai of my rosh yeshivah, Rav Shmuel Kamenetsky shlita, who was in a rehabilitation center, in need of a refuah sheleimah.
“If you come by the rehab center tomorrow morning,” he told me, “I might be able to slip you in to see the Rosh Yeshivah.”
He gave me the address and hung up.
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