THE REBBES BROCHA
Rav Shneur Kotler related that when his father, Rav Aharon Kotler, was hospitalized for medical treatment, Rav Aharon asked if anyone had mentioned his situation to ‘the Rebbe.’ “To which rebbe is the Rosh Hayeshiva referring?” asked one of his relatives. When I say ‘the Rebbe’ Rav Aharon retorted, I mean the Kopycznitzer Rebbe.” Rav Shneur added that his father sent every chassan in the yeshiva to the Rebbe for a bracha before the wedding. (By Yisroel Safrin. As featured in The Monsey Mevaser 'Klal Personalities' series)
RAV AHARON KOTLER AND THE MAFIA CHIEF
This seemingly too-incredible-to-be-true story actually took place. It was during World War II when twenty-four Rabbonim were being held in Italy and faced being returned to Nazi-occupied Europe and certain death.
Rav Aharon Kotler, founder and Rosh Yeshiva of the Lakewood Yeshiva, turned to the well-known askan and subsequent mechaber of Ethics From Sinai, Mr. Irving Bunim, and asked him who could intercede on behalf of these twenty-four Rabbonim. Mr. Irving Bunim suggested the Italian Mafia. Rav Kotler urged Mr. Bunim to contact them immediately.
After contacting them, he asked Rav Aharon, “Who are we sending to the meeting?” Rav Aharon replied, “You and I are going.”
Off they went to meet the godfather of the Mafia, Joe Bonnano. Rav Aharon did not speak English, so it was Mr. Bunim who explained the problem of the twenty-four Rabbonim trapped in Italy.
The Mafia chief asked Mr. Bunim, “Who is the elderly man sitting next to you?” He told him, “He is the godfather of the Jewish people.”
“Really?” asked the Mafia chief. “Yes!” replied Mr. Bunim emphatically. “Tell him I want a blessing.” So Mr. Irving Bunim turned to Rav Aharon and in Yiddish told him, “Ehr vill a bracha fun de Rav. (He wants a blessing from the Rav).” “Zog eim ehr zol leiben lang un shtarben in bet.” Mr. Irving Bunim turned back to the mafia chief Joe Bonnano and told him, “The Rav blesses you with long life and you should die in bed.” Upon hearing this, the Mafia chief replied, “I like that,” and promised to arrange the freedom of the twenty-four Rabbonim stuck in Italy within two weeks, which he did indeed accomplish.
Twenty-something years later, in 1964, a shiny black stretch limo pulls up in front of Lakewood Yeshiva in Lakewood, New Jersey. Two fancily dressed men get out and walk up to the office. They say are looking for Rav Kotler. Out comes a man who introduces himself. “No, not you,” say the two Italian guys. “We are looking for an older man.” “That was my father,” says the Rosh Yeshiva, Rav Shneur Kotler, “but he passed away a number of years ago.” The Italian men explain that they are the Bonnano brothers, and that their father always “attributed his long life to your saintly father’s blessing. Now that he has just retired, we are taking over the business and we came here for the same blessing.” “I’m sorry,” says Rav Shneur, “my father could do that, but I am not on that high level.” Disappointed, but clearly understanding the concept of yeridas hadoros (spiritual descent)
