LONG READS Issue 820 · July 22, 2020

Velvet and Steel

Twenty years after the passing of Rebbe Shlomo Halberstam, the Bobover Ruv, the chassidus has moved on, but that special glow is irreplaceable

Velvet and Steel
Photos: Mishpacha archives, M.D. Yarmish


Photos: Mishpacha archives, M.D. Yarmish

It wasn’t a large tish.

Barely a minyan, and those who lined the table were barely people.

When so much effort is expended on trying to forget the past, how can one have eyes to see the future?

But the Rebbe, he saw both.

He was not yet 40 years old, but Rav Shlomo Halberstam had already seen so much. His father, Rav Benzion — the Kedushas Tzion of Bobov — had moved the court from Bobov to Tchebin in 1931, appointing Rav Shlomo as the “Rav Hatza’ir” in his place and charging him with responsibility for the Bobov yeshivah network.

The young rav had earned the love of the talmidim and respect of the chassidim, showing a unique ability to reach the youth, even those who appeared to have been swayed from the ways of chassidus.

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