Rabbi Hershel Schacter was a prominent American Rabbi with a distinguished career in the rabbinate and in public Jewish life. During World War II, he was a chaplain\u00a0in the Third Army’s VIII Corps\u00a0and was the first US Army Chaplain to enter and participate in the liberation of the Buchenwald concentration camp\u00a0shortly after it had been liberated by Gen. George Patton’s troops on April 11, 1945.<\/p>\n
Rabbi Schacter was appalled at the sights that he encountered when entering Buchenwald. He was so shocked that he decided to stay there until he could make a more substantial contribution to the survivors. While other American personnel begged to leave Buchenwald due to the unbearable stench, Rabbi Schacter stayed for months, tending to survivors and leading religious services. Never once did he ever mention any bad odor to anyone. His tremendous devotion to his fellow Jews and their religious needs was his supreme goal; everything else was trivial.<\/p>\n
Yechezkel* was a young man from a Polish Chasidic family. Rabbi Schacter found him charming and took a special liking to the boy. Yechezkel had lost his entire family during the war and had completely renounced his faith in G-d. Yechezkel defiantly told the rabbi about his plans to totally assimilate and live the rest of his life in post-war Germany, without even a trace of Judaism. Rabbi Schacter listened sympathetically and tried to offer his moral support. They talked often.<\/p>\n
Some time after his arrival in Buchenwald, Rabbi Schacter organized a train transport for 200 boys to Switzerland. Each boy was issued a special ticket from the Swiss government, and Rabbi Schacter was responsible for distributing them to the boys. He also knew that this was a desperate time for these survivors, and they needed to get more than 200 of these boys into Switzerland. So he invited another survivor who was an expert artist to create additional tickets. His craftsmanship was such that you could not tell the difference between the original and the copy. Rabbi Schacter distributed the copies, so nearly 400 boys were planning to make the special trip. Rabbi Schacter offered Yechezkel a ticket, but the boy absolutely refused. He wanted no part of restarting a Jewish life again, and reminded the rabbi that he planned to resettle in Germany.<\/p>\n
The day came when the train for Switzerland arrived at Buchenwald. Rabbi Schacter told Yechezkel, \u201cLook, even if you don\u2019t come with us to Switzerland, at least come to see us off when we board the trains.\u201d Yechezkel reluctantly agreed.<\/p>\n
A young mother and her small son were desperate to get out of Buchenwald, but babies were not allowed on this transport. She approached the rabbi in tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t worry, we\u2019ll get you out\u201d Rabbi Schacter said. \u201cGet on the train, and hide in one of the lavatories. Under no circumstances shall you open the door unless I call you personally.\u201d<\/p>\n
He locked them in after giving them some food to tide them over.<\/p>\n
The 400 boys made their way onto the train. Rabbi Schacter was rushing to and fro, making sure each boy was accounted for. All the while, Rabbi Schacter was scanning the crowd, wondering if Yechezkel would show up.<\/p>\n
As the train was ready to depart, Yechezkel came up to shake the rabbi\u2019s hand. \u201cYechezkel, it\u2019s so nice of you to come and say goodbye!\u201d And with that, he grabbed the boy\u2019s hand and with a burst of strength that surprised both of them, he hauled Yechezkel onto the train in a smooth motion, just as it was starting to pull out of the station!<\/p>\n
Yechezkel was shocked and furious, and Rabbi Schacter told him he just did it on impulse, but to please not be so angry. It didn\u2019t help. Yechezkel was steaming!<\/p>\n
Finally, the train made its way to Switzerland; an adventure in itself. The Swiss protested that there was double the number of boys they expected.<\/p>\n
Rabbi Schacter cooly threatened to call a press conference to tell the world that Switzerland is refusing entry to destitute war orphans. He meant it. The Swiss quickly backed down. The mother and child also made it safely without incident.<\/p>\n
Some time after their arrival Rabbi Schacter attempted to put together a minyan on Shabbat. There was no problem for Shacharit but there was for Mincha. He could only find nine men, including himself.<\/p>\n
He did not give up. He remember Yechezkel. Rabbi Schacter quickly found the young man, who was still cursing his lot at having been kidnapped.<\/p>\n
\u201cYechezkel, I need you for a minyan.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you crazy? Absolutely not!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut we only have nine. We need a minyan in order to daven and lein.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh really? Well, you\u00a0<\/em>need a minyan. I<\/em>\u00a0do not!\u201d And with that, he lit up a cigarette.<\/p>\n Rabbi Schacter would not stop now. \u201cYechezkel, I\u2019m begging you. Just come in to the tent – we\u2019ll daven quickly\u201d.<\/p>\n In a huff, Yechezkel replied, \u201cFine! Just this once!\u201d He entered the makeshift shul with a scowl.<\/p>\n They started Ashrei, and said Uva L\u2019Tziyon, followed by Kaddish. All the while, Yechezkel made sure everyone knew how unhappy he was. Rabbi Schacter then took out the precious Sefer Torah, rolled it to the correct parasha, and asked if any of the men knew how to lein. They all shook their heads, and Yechezkel was looking longingly outside the tent, apparently distracted. \u201cWhat now?\u201d thought Rabbi Schacter.<\/p>\n Suddenly, he remembered something.<\/p>\n \u201cYechezkel!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you want,\u201d the boy replied, icily.<\/p>\n \u201cDidn\u2019t you tell me you were a ba\u2019al koreh<\/em> before the war?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe. So what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo you\u2019re the only one of us who knows how to lein. We need to hear Kriat HaTorah<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThere you go again with your ‘We Need To\u2026.’ You<\/em> might need to. I certainly don\u2019t!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYechezkel, please! This is the first chance in years for people to hear the leining after being denied the chance. I\u2019m begging you. I know you can do this!\u201d<\/p>\n With extreme reluctance, Yechezkel threw his cigarette outside, and approached the table. He cast an expert glance at the unrolled Sefer Torah and immediately found the starting point. \u201cOkay,\u201d he sighed. \u201cLet\u2019s get on with it.\u201d<\/p>\n Another man was called to the Torah and made the blessing. \u201c…who has chosen us from all other nations and given us the Torah\u2026.\u201d \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cAmen,\u201d Yechezkel found himself saying automatically. It came back so easily. Yechezkel began to read the sacred text.<\/p>\n Something unexpected happened. The holy letters of the scroll seemed to jump off the page and hit him in the face with full force. He felt as if he was literally being struck with the powerful black letters. They seared his soul.<\/p>\n Yechezkel\u2019s angry veneer had been shattered. He broke down crying like a baby, and barely got through the Torah reading.<\/p>\n When he had begun, it had been someone else\u2019s Torah. Now he had reclaimed it. And it had reclaimed him.<\/p>\n