It seems that many years ago a
little seven year old boy and his family were about to leave their native
Poland. The day before their departure, the father took the little boy to
the town where the Rebbe lived so he could receive the Rebbe’s blessing.
They remained overnight in the home of the Rebbe, and the little boy slept in the
Rebbe’s study.
Staring at all the holy books, the
little boy could not sleep. In the middle of the night he saw the Rebbe
enter the room, and he pretended to sleep. The Rebbe
whispered “Such a sweet child!” Thinking the child might be cold, the Rebbe
took off his coat and placed it lovingly on the sleeping child.
Many years later, when the little
boy became an old man of eighty years, when asked what the source of his
kindness and comfort was, he said that seventy three years ago the Rebbe showed
him love and comfort, and placed his coat on him to keep him warm. “I am
still warm from that coat,” said the eighty year old man. –Arthur Lavinsky retelling a tale from Shlomo Carlebach
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