Sunday, December 3, 2023

Rav Hutner ztz"l For His Yahrtzeit/ "Moshiach kimpt nisht - min darf ehm brengen." - Moshiach does not come on his own, we must bring him/ The Gift Of Having A Rebbi

This is the 1st yahrtzeit of the Rosh Yeshiva ztz"l where there are no living descendants in the world. 

How tragic... 

........... Rabbi Hutner removed himself from the 

world of the newspapers; not only because 

he felt that, under the best of circumstances, they smacked of sheker, of falsehood, 

but because he wished to teach his students 

that emes, truth, had found its last refuge 

in the Bais Medrash, the yeshiva study 

hall, in the echo of the thunder of Sinai. 

When I inquired at the yeshiva if I might 

arrange for the publication of a report of 

his passing in the New York Times, I was 

told, "You know that he would not want 

it." The Times therefore made no mention 

of his passing even though his funeral in 

Jerusalem brought tens of thousands who 

carried his aron by foot to his resting place 

on the Mount of Olives. Even in relating 

the following feeble words of subjective 

evaluation, I may be violating his rules. 

The Rosh Yeshiva did not permit public discussion of himself during his lifetime, certainly not after his passing. I never once heard 

him introduced, described, or praised at a 

banquet of his own yeshiva or in a yeshiva publication. He wouldn't permit it. But 

just as he wrote many volumes of Torah 

thought, his very life is now Torah, and we 

are obliged to learn from it.

This unusual and gifted man was an 

extremely private person. Rav Hutner 

avoided conventions, delivered few public 

addresses outside the yeshiva, wrote few 

articles but was famous for his letters. In 

his early years before he developed a worldwide reputation, he was largely known 

to his self-imposed circle of students and 

disciples. He concentrated his unbelievably 

rich talents and energies on his students 

because of his conviction that by literally 

pouring his rich personality into them, he 

might succeed in creating authentically 

deep Torah personalities, that one ingredient which was most needed to nurture and 

transform the barren and stillborn wasteland of American Jewry. He appreciated 

that more than anything else, the American 

Jewish community and the world cried 

out for a Jewish leadership steeped in the 

eternal sources of Torah learning and committed to its perpetuation. He was keenly 

affected by the tragedy of Europe, he had 

lost his neighborhood, his family, his loved 

ones in churban Europe. He was one of the 

first to believe that America could produce 

a native talmid chacham who did not fall 

short of his European antecedents. In this 

respect, Rav Hutner can properly be called 

America's first authentic Rosh Yeshiva.

His time, his scholarship and his energies belonged primarily to his students; 

even the mesivta, which he built from 

scratch to new proportions took second 

place to his desire to oversee the development and maturation of each student as an 

individual. From early morning 'till late at 

night there was a long line of students outside his room waiting to speak to the Rosh 

Yeshiva about a point raised in a Talmud 

Shiur, a question which grew out of his frequent maamorim, his highly intricate and 

deep philosophical discourses on Jewish 

thought and ideology, of which he was the 

world's recognized master; or on a public 

or personal issue which required the razor 

sharp, piercing intellect and concern of the 

Rosh Yeshiva.

If you did not maintain regular contact, 

a message inevitably arrived through a fellow student, "The Rosh Yeshiva would like 

to see you." Most of the discussion matter 

of these sessions would deal with personal 

topics. His interest in each student's welfare and progress was unwavering and 

unceasing. He was a supreme student of 

the mind. He understood each individual 

and his own personal needs. He possessed 

that unusual magical capacity to create an 

intensely intimate bond of kinship, of fellowship, indeed of love, which gave him 

the ability to bring out the best in each individual and to motivate each individual to 

develop his unique potential to the fullest 

extent possible. Indeed, this was one of his 

greatest talents; he sized you up and saw 

right through you. He understood who you 

were and the true nature of your talents.

I once asked him to meet with an individual to convince him to become a student at Mesivta Rabbi Chaim Berlin, and 

he replied, "As a principle, I never attempt 

to convince or ask anyone to become a 

student in my mesivta, only to become a 

student of Torah."

On another occasion he described the 

uniqueness of Chaim Berlin. "Our mesivta is nisht a vorsht fabrik: we are not a 

salami factory." You don't come in and 

then emerge as a carbon copy of everyone 

else. Everyone was unique. Everyone was 

special. Each person was endowed by His 

Creator with a unique face, a unique voice, 

unique potential, a unique future. And it 

was his task to make sure that your talents 

developed and reached their potential.

Sitting before him, a student was humbled to think that this great man would 

devote his personal time to his problems; 

yet that was his strength. A student felt a 

mixture of both love and awe. It was difficult to say No to the Rosh Yeshiva; it was 

a combination of his stature, his forceful 

personality, the conviction that the Rosh 

Yeshiva genuinely cared and knew what 

was best for you. Because there was nothing in it for him. But more. The conviction 

of each student that this man who with his 

penetrating eyes, charismatic and larger 

than life personality, brilliant insights and 

unceasing interest and concern literally 

could see into your soul. When you sat 

before him, he knew all there was to know 

about you; and what you were about.

His public forum was his Bais Medrash, 

the wedding of a student, or the celebration of the holidays. There he was majestic 

and imposing. When he entered a crowded 

room, all rose instantly. If the room was so 

packed that it was impossible for another 

person to enter, despite that, a wide path 

would nonetheless appear the moment he 

approached the entrance. This insistence 

on respect was an educational strategy designed to enhance and raise the honor of 

Torah. To make Torah so important, that 

his students would be prepared to devote 

their entire lives to it. He once said that, 

"a yeshiva is much more than a place for 

the study of Torah, limud hatorah: it is the 

place for kovod haTorah; for creating the 

stature and honor of Torah." This magnetic, 

charismatic man in private was a warm father and friend. It was only when you were 

alone with him, did he make his speeches 

and tell his jokes and stories. Here he was 

effervescent, overflowing, warm, generous, humorous, lively. Here too, he could 

be critical, demanding, and insistent. He 

would spend all the time that was required 

to explain a difficult Talmudic or halachic

point, until the problem vanished, or as 

generally was the case, until you realized 

that he had replaced your problem with a 

much more sophisticated problem because 

he had enlarged and expanded your perspective, by putting your problem into the 

context of your potential and your place in 

the world of eternity.

Beyond his stature as a gadol baTorah; 

a preeminent Talmudist; a leading thinker, a great Jewish philosopher, a statesman 

who carried the concerns of Klal Yisrael on 

his shoulders, he was primarily a builder 

and molder of men. He has been properly called the great planter - not the great 

builder. He was determined to plant trees 

which would bear living fruits, which in 

turn would create new forests. He invested 

all of his energies into the creation of individuals. "A builder" he would say "assembles materials and constructs a building 

in accordance with a set plan and design. 

He may, if he wishes, rush his workers to 

complete the structure quickly. Not so the 

planter. He must plant each seedling, nurture each growing tree, and wait patiently 

until it matures and bears fruit. He must 

water it, prune it, protect it against disease and the elements each and every day; 

year in and year out. A man in a hurry is 

capable of being a successful builder, but 

he can never be a successful planter." Rav 

Hutner saw how popular the construction 

of buildings had become in America. Many 

men build buildings and institutions, but 

few are engaged in the tedious work of 

planting.

Many of my friends at the Orthodox 

Union who heard the name Rav Hutner 

spoken with awe by his students wondered 

why they did not have the opportunity to 

hear him, to see him, to feel the impact 

of his personality, as would be expected 

of a great leader of the Torah community.

"Why," they asked, "was he so very involved 

with his students. And why did he relate almost exclusively to the limited circle of the 

initiated?" The answer lies in his evaluation 

of the needs and priorities of American 

Jewry. And probably, with his own estimation of how best to invest his strengths, 

time, and talents. While all Roshei Yeshiva 

and Gedolim concentrate on their students 

and yeshivos, Rav Hutner carried this to an 

extreme. He believed that American Jewry 

could not survive the gradual normal process of communal development. It has 

been said by historians that any new settled 

Diaspora community required a period of 

approximately 300 years before it was capable of producing native Torah giants. 

Rav Hutner was driven by a determination 

to accelerate this process; to push as hard 

as he could, so that the accomplishment of 

this goal might be achieved within the span 

of one generation. Indeed, he succeeded. 

As Torah institutions and communities 

in Europe went up in flames, he realized 

that Jewish survival was dependent upon 

the creation of American born Roshei 

Yeshiva, talmidei chachomim, rabbonim 

and manhigim. He was determined to create authentic, deeply rooted Jewish leaders. To accomplish this required a force 

that would compel, that would motivate 

young students to make a qualitative jump 

in their commitment and lifestyle within a 

relatively short period of time. With this in 

mind, Rav Hutner decided to concentrate 

his influence on his students as one would 

concentrate the rays of the sun through a 

focused magnifying glass, so as to create 

the intensity, commitment and the idealism that was required to achieve this goal.

Examined in historical terms his accomplishment was nothing short of miraculous. Within the span of one generation, he was able to take students; many 

of whom came to him from non-orthodox 

or lukewarm orthodox backgrounds to 

the point where they were capable of establishing their own major Torah institutions. Not only did he create scores of 

such individuals, he created an entire society - a human and social environment; a 

pressure cooker, whose long-term effects 

on the Jewish community are such that it 

cannot be imagined that one individual 

could have accomplished this qualitative 

and quantitative leap in the short span of 

one lifetime.

Rav Hutner must be described as a 

"one man movement" - he single-handedly changed the outlook, complexion, and 

character of a broad segment of American 

Jewry. To examine a list of his students; 

the numbers of outstanding rabbis, roshei 

yeshiva, poskim, authors of seforim; creators and leaders of Torah organizations 

and educational institutions, is simply 

astounding.

The key to his success was his ongoing 

campaign to convince as many students 

as possible that they could indeed become 

gedolei Torah, gedolei Yisrael or manhigei 

Yisrael; leaders or giants in Torah or in 

Jewish leadership.

The Vilna Gaon is reputed to have been 

requested to give his own formula for developing himself to reach the unbelievable 

heights he achieved. His famous reply 

was, "I am called the Vilna Gaon, which in 

Yiddish means 'vill nor' just desire it - just 

will it; with enough intensity." If you are 

possessed of sufficient drive and will power 

you, too, can become a gaon. Rav Hutner's 

efforts were directed at creating this motivation and the intense Torah environment 

in which this motivation could flourish and 

flower. While Rav Hutner was uncompromising in setting forth his own standards, 

principles, and styles, he possessed the 

singular ability to establish strong relationships with a broad spectrum of students 

of diverse orientations and from a multiplicity of backgrounds. The Chaim Berlin 

Bais Medrash was anything but monolithic in its student composition. Among 

its students were many who were active 

in Bnei Akiva. The Rosh Yeshiva did not 

insist that they leave the movement until 

such time that it became clear to them that 

this was in their best interest. For a while, 

Chaim Berlin was a magnet for students 

who were registered at the Conservative, 

Jewish Theological Seminary. On the other 

hand, many students were sons of famous 

rabbinic leaders or Chassidic Rebbes. 

Some came from foreign countries. One 

had Neturei Karta leanings. Chaim Berlin 

attracted a broad spectrum of rugged individualists. Instead of serving as a melting pot, the Rosh Yeshiva nurtured and 

encouraged the individuality of each person by reinforcing and underlining the 

special qualities of each. I recall students 

who loved music, who played instruments, 

who pursued various secular professions 

and careers, with the encouragement of 

the Rosh Yeshiva. This ability to relate to 

so many diverse individuals representing 

so disparate a human spectrum; yet have 

everyone who left his presence feel that the 

Rosh Yeshiva was my rebbe, my mentor, 

that each enjoyed a unique and special 

relationship with this special individual. 

Frankly, if you did not develop that relationship, very often, you left Chaim Berlin. 

But the number of individuals with whom 

he developed and retained a close and intimate relationship for twenty, thirty and 

more years after they left the yeshiva is 

astounding! Each of these individuals felt 

that he was a ben yochid; an only son of the 

Rosh Yeshiva. Indeed, the Rosh Yeshiva 

had but one child, his daughter Bruria; indeed we were all his sons.

Because of his unique life's work, the 

world has been enriched with hundreds of 

rabbis, roshei yeshiva and rebbeim. Chaim 

Berlin has been called "the yeshiva of one 

thousand classrooms." Hundreds upon 

hundreds of Jewish families are miniature 

Torah kingdoms because he gave rise to 

them. He was one of the most resourceful 

and successful creators of the foundations 

of Torah in America. He, among a handful of American Torah giants created the 

revolution we see before our very eyes. 

His encouragement of NCSY and the Baal 

Teshuah movement knew no end. Not 

only did much of the teshuvah movement 

emanate from his own students, he saw in 

it a unique phenomenon. When encountering yeshiva or Bais Yaakov students who 

were baalei teshuvah, he would say that we 

live in a generation of which it could be 

said that Eliyahu Hanavi is walking among 

us. Once reflecting on the importance of 

the unique task of NCSY, he said to me 

that "only once in many generations does 

an individual have the unique opportunity 

for such mighty accomplishments". When 

he heard a rumor that I might give up the 

leadership of NCSY, he spent an hour impressing on me the urgency of not doing 

so. I'll never forget the booming sound of 

his voice. He said to me, "If you're tired 

zolst foren in Honolulu arein!" Travel to 

Honolulu! "Zolst leigen oifen beach!" Lie 

on the beach! He said, "Nisht lernen!" Don't 

learn Torah! "Zolst leinen romanin!" Read 

novels! But gather your strength to return 

to the work you are devoted to.

Rav Hutner's multifaceted family and 

educational background helps explain 

his versatility and originality. His father 

came from a prominent Lithuanian family, among the members of his family 

are the Gaon Rav Yosef Zundel Hutner, 

from Eishoshuk near Vilna; (interestingly, the town from which my father's 

mother comes). Author of the Chevel 

Yosef and Bikurei Yosef; commentaries of 

the Shulchan Oruch. And the Gaon Rav 

Yehuda Seigel, rav and posek in Warsaw for 

fifty years. His mother's family Wiedenfeld, 

were Chassidim with ties to the dynasty of the Kotzker Rebbe, one of the most 

extraordinary, original, and daring of the 

Chassidic masters. At age 14, Rav Hutner 

was sent to the Polish yeshiva in Lomza. 

As a young prodigy he was figuratively 

snatched away from Poland to Lithuania 

to study in the world famed Mussar yeshiva of Slabodka, the most prestigious 

Lithuanian yeshiva, successor to the yeshiva of Volozhin. Despite his youth, he soon 

stood out as a central figure in the yeshiva 

and became known as the Varshaver Illui; 

the prodigy from Warsaw. He became the 

protégé of the world-famous Dean, Der 

Alter of Slabodka, Rabbi Nosson Tzvi 

Finkel, one of the great Ba'alei Mussar, a 

giant exponent of the Mussar movement; 

as well as the Rosh Yeshiva, the Gaon 

Rabbi Moshe Mordechai Epstein. In 1926 

when a branch of the Slabodka Yeshiva 

was established in Chevron, he moved to 

what was then Palestine to study in the 

Chevron Yeshiva. The Arab 1929 pogrom 
of Chevron which resulted in the death of a 
number of Chevron Yeshiva students and 
the closing of the Chevron Yeshiva and its 
reopening in Jerusalem, was a traumatic 
event in Rav Hutner's life. Fortunately, he 
was in Berlin at that particular time. 
While in Chevron Rav Hutner developed 
a close relationship with the first Ashkenazic 
Chief Rabbi of Eretz Yisrael, the great mystic 
and thinker Rabbi Avrohom Isaac HaCohen 
Kook. Paradoxically, he was simultaneously 
close to Rabbi Yosef Chaim Sonnenfeld, the 
leader of the Old Yishuv. He returned for 
a while to Slabodka, and then to Warsaw. 
When he was in Berlin, he developed a 
lifelong friendship with Hagaon Rav Yosef 
Dov Soloveitchik, and with the Lubavitcher 
Rebbe. In 1932 he published in Kovna his 
first major work, Sefer Toras HaNazir, an 
extended study of the laws of the Nazarite 
in Maimonides' Code, which was published 
with an introductory laudation, a haskama, 
by Rav Avrohom Duber Kahana Shapiro 
of Kovna, Rav Kook, and Rav Chaim Ozer 
Grodzinsky. From 1930-1935 he returned 
to Yerushalayim but visited Europe for a 
short while in 1933 for his marriage to his 
wife Masha, the daughter of Michel Yosef 
Avrohom Alter, and in 1934 to collate manuscripts of the commentary of Hillel Ben 
Elyakim to Sifra published anonymously as 
Kovetz L'Ho'oros L'Rabbeinu Hillel, many 
years later, in Jerusalem in 1961.
In 1934 Rav Hutner finally decided to make his big move and settled in 
New York where he joined the faculty of 
Yeshiva Rabbi Yaakov Yosef, known as 
the mother of American yeshivos. I heard 
that he attempted to convince their leadership to establish a high school, a mesivta, 
but they refused. He therefore moved on 
to Yeshiva Chaim Berlin which then only 
had an elementary yeshiva. In 1939 he 
became the rosh yeshiva of Yeshiva Rabbi 
Chaim Berlin, which then rose under his 
leadership from an elementary yeshiva to 
one of the major yeshivos of the world with 
a mesivta, beis medrash and subsequently 
the Kollel Gur Aryeh, which is now under 
the leadership of his disciple Hagaon Rav 
Yosef Aharon Schechter and his son-inlaw and disciple Hagaon Rav Yonosson 
David. In his later years he established the 
Pachad Yitzchak Yeshiva and Kollel in 
Jerusalem, which is headed by his son-in law, Rav Yonosson David.
In reviewing what I have said thus 
far, I feel most inadequate. I have said 
nothing to describe his unique Torah 
philosophy, a blending of the Alter of 
Slabodka, the masters of mussar, the 
Chassidic house of Kotzk, the Sefas Emes, 
Reb Tzodok HaCohen of Lublin, and the 
Gaon of Vilna. Rav Hutner was a master 
of Chassidic thought, but especially of 
the shining light of Torah ideology, the 
Maharal of Prague. I have said little about 
his volumes of profound and deep Torah 
thought called Pachad Yitzchak, through 
which the eyes of a generation have been 
opened to the depths and profundities of 
Torah wisdom. Nine volumes of Pachad 
Yitzchak; divrei Torah b'inyanei hilchos 
deyos vechovos halevavos; have already 
been published.
Shabbos, 1962; Chanukah, 1964; Purim, 
1966; Pesach, 1970; Shavuos, 1971; Rosh 
Hashana, 1974; Yom Kippur, 1978; plus, a 
memorial volume and a magnificent volume of Letters and Writings. Additional 
volumes on tape and in manuscript, remain to be published.
A lifetime of Torah education notwithstanding, it was Rav Hutner who opened 
for hundreds of students the unbelievably 
rich and inspiring world of Torah thought 
and historiography.
His lectures motivated us to begin the 
personal study of the Sfas Emes, of the 
Maharal, and of other giants of Torah 
thought. He taught his students to be autodidactic, devoted to making Torah study 
a major ongoing lifelong effort.
Rav Hutner's writings are a strikingly 
fertile synthesis of Talmudic incisiveness 
with strong components of Kaballah, chassidic conceptualization, mussar, mysticism 
and historical analysis, pulsating with a 
striking overtone of the Maharal of Prague. 
His style is at once lyric, poetic, graceful 
and highly structured. His thought is creative and original; ranging over the basics 
of Jewish thought and ideology, so as to 
give even the most initiated student a feeling of treading new ground on every line. 
Each paragraph reveals new depths and 
insights. His writing is philosophy, analysis, structure, halacha and poetry all at the 
same time.
I've also failed to convey the electric atmosphere of the yeshiva on the days prior 
to Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, Peach, 
Shavous, and during Chanukah or Purim, 
where nearly a thousand students and former students would pack the bais medrash
to hear his Torah lectures on hilchos deyos 
vechovos halevavos; ethics, philosophy, 
concepts, duties. Nor did I describe how 
he turned chol hamoed Succos and Peach 
which then, in America, at least so far as I 
was concerned, were - almost days like any 
other day; into genuine Yomim Tovim. 
Not only by offering a Torah lecture on 
each evening of the festival, but by teaching us that the intermediate days are veritably Yom Tov. In Chaim Berlin they really 
were Yom Tov.
Among the most emotional moments 
in my memory is the picture of hundreds 
of students walking to the yeshiva from 
their homes, from all corners of Brooklyn, 
in order to sit in a dark room; to participate 
in the bidding of farewell to a Yom Tov. As 
the Yom Tov ebbed, we would hold on to 
its last golden moments with him leading 
us in song and inspiring us with his incisive and pulsating words. An indescribable electric magic filled the room; in the 
darkness, the light that shone was his holy 
presence.
Nor have I described his eclectic grasp 
of Torah knowledge; the Rosh Yeshiva 
spoke an unrevealed number of European 
languages. He was well versed in many 
areas of human knowledge; but he would 
rarely admit you to his world of secular 
knowledge because the hour demanded singular devotion to Torah, and the 
rebuilding of the world of Torah which 
was ground to dust and ashes in churban
Europe. He taught us that the greatest adventure in life is the ability to break down 
the prison of the mundane, and to achieve 
the freedom which comes from the service 
to the Giver of ultimate freedom.
On one occasion, as I was driving him 
home, he pounded his cane on the floor of 
the car and said to me, "Moshiach kimpt 
nisht - min darf ehm brengen." - Moshiach 
does not come on his own, we must bring 
him. And on another occasion, he said, 
"Moshiach kimpt nisht - min darf ehm 
brengen mit chutzpah" - Moshiach will not 
come through mundane, everyday deeds, 
we must bring him with audacity, with 
heroism, with chutzpah. My debt to him, 
together with thousands of his students is 
deep, abiding and profound. I could never fathom how a person who was among 
the few towering personalities of this generation could contain himself within the 
world of his yeshiva and spend hour after 
hour after hour listening to the questions - 
often naive questions - because some were 
beginners - of students; and then maintain 
that relationship for twenty and thirty 
years afterwards without the relationship 
dimming in intensity.
On the last Rosh Hashanah he was 
with us, despite his weakened condition, 
and his obvious failing health, we all 
lined up after davening as we had done 
for thirty Rosh Hashanahs before, after 
Maariv of the first night; all 500 of us in 
the beis medrash to wish the Rosh Yeshiva 
a leshana tova tikoseiv. He spent well over 
an hour - standing, greeting each and 
every one of us. Some of us into our late 
thirties, forties, and fifties. Men, some of 
whom were grandparents; many whom 
were students of the mesivta high school, 
the bais medrash or the kollel. For each he 
had a special and unique brocha; a word, a 
sentence, a thought that pierced the heart, 
that added a new dimension to the Day 
of Judgment. You asked yourself, "He has 
been in Jerusalem for the past six months; 
how does he know this. How does he 
know so much about me? How well he 
understands what's going on!"
Rav Hutner painted before our eyes the 
possibility of a new and elevated existence. 
He wove the tapestry and created the image of a ben Torah and inspired each of 
us to aspire to become one. His passing 
leaves a deep wound, a great void. The 
world suddenly became dry, silent, empty. 
He was without doubt the most sublime, 
the most compelling, the most awe-inspiring individual I have ever known. To 
have been able to call him Rebbe, was one 
of the greatest gifts ever bestowed. To continue to live in his shadow, to continue to 
fathom his writings, to listen to his tapes, 
as though he is still with us every day, to 
weep because he is gone, but to rejoice 
in the knowledge that he was. I once had 
the chutzpa when I met him in Jerusalem, 
to say, "Rebbe, if you will permit me - to 
thank you for allowing me to be your 
talmid." He planted in us his unique Torah 
weltanschauung. This continues to be life's 
greatest heritage.