6th of Tishrei: Yarzeit of Rebbetzin Chana

00:00 The from Tofsin Chof Hey fifty-three years. Wanted to share some stories that I heard from my father, Benigir, the Rabbi Tzan Chana. Um, stories that he heard from the Rebbetzin herself. He was the doctor by the Rebbetzin up to the last day, mamash, uh, also traveled to the hospital together with the Rebbe and the Rebbetzin, um, Shabbos Shuva Tofsin Chof Hey, as already known. Um, he would visit the Rebbetzin at-- in times of, uh, need, that the Rebbetzin needed something, and he shared with me a few stories that, um, the Rebbetzin discussed with him. The Rebbetzin once told my father that she asked the Rebbe why is he not traveling o-o-outside of the city to get some fresh air. So the Rebbe answered, "Yesterday I was outside the city." Uh, basically he was referring to the air. He was on the . Another time, my father told her that the Rebbe said Kaddish today, and she started to think, whose Yahrtzeit is it? She reminded herself that it was a Yahrtzeit of one of the members of the family. I don't remember hearing from my father a specific, um, uh, person, and she concluded, "As er farges nisht af hilaf ein prat." That the Rebbe doesn't forget even one detail. Has it all in his mind, all the different details about the Yahrtzeit and, and, and, uh, the Kadisha. A custom that my father saw by the Rebbetzin Chana was that after Havdalah, she would open up all the lights in the house. In every

02:04 room, she opened up, pushed the switch, that it should be lichtig. Start the week, it's now lichtig neven. Going on to V Tishrei, um, the way I remembered what took place on, uh, on-- from my father's perspective, uh, what we saw in the house, what we heard, was basically that it was five in the morning that the Rebbetzin didn't feel good. It was a, it seemed like already the stroke, and, uh, they called my father. My father came running. I remember it as today. It was dark, and he was running from, uh, Schenectady. He got to the Rebbetzin's house, President and Kingston, and after a while it seemed like the Motzei wasn't really-- She's starting to come out of it. She asked, you know, um, "I have no idea what happened to me." And, um, as mentioned already in an earlier, um, that, um, the Rebbe asked my father to update him by visiting her and then coming back to Seven seventy, uh, to brief the Rebbe, uh, every few hours, uh, uh, to the Motzei of his mother. It was by farbrengen that my father spoke to the Rebbe, and he's also raised the cost to say l'chaim, and he asked the Ziknei HaChasidim what's the Rebbe's mother, uh, what's the Rebbetzin Chana's mother's name? Nobody knew, and when he announced it in front of the Rebbe, Chana Bas, and the Rebbe answered, "Rocho." He said, "L'chaim." Towards the end of the day, as, as known, the, the Motzei started to go downhill again,

03:59 and, um, there was a need to go to the hospital. My father told me that in the ambulance, um, they offered the Rebbe the, um, passenger seat in the front, and the Rebbe said that he wants to sit together with his mother in the back. Um, and the Rebbe sat with her and was holding her hand, making her feel comfortable. At that point, the Rebbetzin already did not recognize, um, Rabbi Eunick when he came a little earlier to the house. Um, and, uh, she was taken then to the Brooklyn Jewish Hospital, and, um, a quarter to seven on Eretz she was Niftar. After the Shiva, the Rebbe approached my father and wanted to pay him for the whole work project that my father, uh, was by the Rebbetzin, and my father didn't want any money. So the Rebbe said that also Sanhedrin, that there were certain professionals that worked that, uh, uh, were called in, they would get paid for their work. So my father said, "You turn down a small person, but not a big person." He accepted the money, but my father that whenever he got the money, he would just channel it through back to one of the Rebbe's meistes. Adkan are the Inyonim as I heard them from my father.