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Benzion Fishoff considers the years he’s devoted to communal activism his best investment. “It gave me back my identity,” he says, remembering the cryptic blessing he received from the Imrei Emes of Gur upon taking leave of the Rebbe before the fires consumed Europe. Seven decades later, Reb Benzion looks back at a life filled with miracles, challenges, activism, diplomacy, and above all, the fulfillment of the Rebbe’s words.
He escaped the raging fires of Europe to find solace through Torah in distant Shanghai. And then Baltimore’s yeshivas Ner Israel gave him a new mission — to kindle a passion for Torah and mussar in the hearts of American boys — which he carried out faithfully for a quarter century. Forty years since his passing haven’t dimmed the aura of rock-solid faith and principles that still surrounds the memory of Rav Dovid Kronglas ztz”l.
The song “Yakob” has been passed down for three generations and many of us grew up with it, either in its original recording by Reb Yom Tov Ehrlich, or in subsequent recordings by Avraham Fried. The lives of “Yakob” — or Yaakov Potash — and composer Reb Yom Tov Ehrlich were forged together from the time they met in Samarkand, on the run from the Nazis. Now, we’ve once again pieced together the gripping story of the intersecting lives of Reb Yom Tov and Reb Yaakov, with the song “Yakob” at the nexus.
You might not recognize his name, but his creations became national Israeli icons. Avraham Zmora was head of the marketing team that created the Osem’s Bamba Baby and Tnuva’s Carlo Cat, yet at the peak of his success in the world of marketing and promotions, he left it all to draw pictures of tzaddikim