The deceased, who was the fifth generation of the late Mahariya Assad, was born in 1904, in the village of Nag Shallo, in the Czech Republic, to his father, Rabbi Hezekiah Pibel, who was a student of Rabbi Mahust, at the Galanta Yeshiva.
Later, the late R. Eliezer told his son that when he arrived in Israel after the war and entered the residence of the then Haredi community governor, the late Mehritz Dushinsky, “he turned to me warmly and said,” Who are you, my child? ” – “Maine Kind”, I said my name, and he asked “and who is the father”? I said “R. Fable.” “Oh, Rabbi Feibel !, Rabbi Dushinsky responded,” he was one of the best guys in the yeshiva in Galante! ”
A few years later, following the events of the First World War, they moved to a burning “Turnli” in Hungary, where his father serves as a student teacher, and also in the sacramental slaughter and mohel.
Later, Rabbi Eliezer told about his childhood, in a family of twelve people, about the love of the Torah that his father instilled in them, and the grammar of the mitzvos, when he told his descendants about those distant days,
Rabbi Eliezer recounted his childhood memories, and his education for devotion and love of Torah: “One evening, when it was bitterly cold and snowing outside, my father sat down, suddenly he got up and said to me, ‘I need Ritba.’ He began to think to whom could one go at such a late hour, perhaps to Dayan? No, it’s probably too late! Finally he decided to go to a Jew named R. Shmuel David Reinitz, who was the son-in-law of Rabbi Pollak, of course I went out with him not to go alone in the dark and cold, there was a terrible cold outside, a blizzard, darkness, and not even a dog stuck his nose out … Rabbi Shmuel David was frightened. Who knocks at a time like this? Dad told him his name, but he did not believe it, when he opened it, he asked “What happened?” Dad explained that all he was missing now was Ritba … R. Shmuel David, sat on a board, and covered himself with a blanket, he had no money to heat the house … He got up and brought Dad the book and Dad sat the old one he wanted, only After that we returned home …
When he reached the age of observance, he went to Mahot to study at a yeshiva, when in those days he fell ill and reached almost the gates of death, making sure not to eat from the food at the hospital where he was hospitalized, but to need kosher food.
A few years later, his father was sent to study with one of the greatest of the generation in Hungary, the Tzaddik Gaon Rabbi Chaim Aharon David Deitch, the late Avdak and Rosh Yeshiva in the city of Elsha Yarmut, the owner of the “Ben Garni” and the grandson of the “Goren David” Rabbi Deitch was the son-in-law of one of the greats of the same generation, the “Witten Rabbi” Rabbi Yeshaya Zilberstein, the Gerahad, held a famous yeshiva in his city in Elsha Yarmut, and served as the Rosh Yeshiva rabbi, and a guide for many.
It is interesting to note that the old rabbi Rabbi Eliezer David Friedman, who left for Bi’a about two weeks ago, was in the name of those who got to know and see the Gerachad Deitch, because “the immense grace that was cast over his sanctuary that attracted all his followers cannot be described. “.
Whoever studied with R. Eliezer at those yeshiva practitioners, and later became known as the late Rebbe of Marloy, wrote in a letter from 5705, “Although I was privileged to hide in the shadow of the Holy Rebbe of his high yeshiva and to be perfumed by his teachings for three whole years … Yet I will not dare to go out in the writer’s box to show a righteous man what worked because I have no power to appreciate the greatness of a man in giants it is even slightly tiny both his greatness in the Torah revealed and hidden and his righteousness and humility and behavior in holiness and purity and his sublime virtues which was wonderful After him, from Kodesh Mekodesh and Dikharna, I was instructed by the late Amor HaGaon to travel to his high yeshiva.
At the yeshiva, Rabbi Eliezer practiced his teachings and reverence and, as an 18-year-old, was sent by his rabbi to the city of Budapest, where he assisted in the mitzvah of giving true grace in the burial of the deceased, when his father was appointed a right-hand man by Rabbi Yonatan Steif. In the United States) who was in Budapest at the time
One day with the darkening of European skies, then the days of war began, when Minister Eliezer was sent to forced labor in hard labor camps, and after long upheavals he was sent to the “pit” camp which was an area of copper mines in Yugoslavia, from where only a few returned.
He later recounted the days in the camp, wearing the tefillin on his body, and so throughout the war he was careful not to pass them without putting on tefillin, Called Liesol, which has a terrible odor and multiple burns, and so everyone came out with burns inside, but without fear of prohibition …
For example, he recounted how during the German withdrawal they decided to do where on Yom Kippur night, even though they had no cycles at a certain point the Germans who were in the camp ran to the young men with weapons, broke in and started beating and killing the rifle butts, “I was young. The third and highest, where they could not get with the butts, I survived the beatings. ” Rabbi Eliezer recounted.
Many stories have accompanied those days when Rabbi Eliezer was saved dozens of times from certain death while making sure to bury the dead, and going through the difficult days on the front line, and on the retreat of the Germans, during the month of Tishrei, Sukkot and Hoshana Rabba, days engraved on his heart for the rest of his life. .
After a shaky journey he arrived in the Romanian city of Arad, and from there began searching for the remnant of his family, finding after wandering only two surviving brothers from his entire family, who had been exterminated in Auschwitz, and sent straight to the crematoria.
After upheavals and hardships, Rabbi Eliezer immigrated to Israel on an illegal immigrant ship and was imprisoned in Atlit Prison. From there he was released after saying that he had a relative in Tel Aviv, “the Rebbe of Belza”. He began to rebuild his life, with great poverty and hard work. His brother, he felt responsible for the generations to come, and took care to marry his brother, and only then at the age of 12, he married his righteous wife Shathi, who was a Holocaust survivor, the daughter of the righteous widow Mrs. Beila Mendel, who proudly cared for her children in the terrible ghetto .
With his marriage he moved to Bnei Brak, where he established the Beit Midrash “Agudat Reim”, on Rabbi Akiva Street in Bnei Brak, together with his war refugees who immigrated from Hungary, when for years he was very responsible for setting times for Torah, and miraculous acts of kindness, done knowingly and unknowingly. Helps from his job at the bank branch, to many Jews, who later told about the special help they received from him and his advice.
He later began managing the Gamach of the “Bad Association” as he helped thousands of people who enjoyed the Gamach he ran with amazing cleanliness and thoroughness.
A special chapter was his prayers, pleasantly and excitedly as he passed in front of the ark on good days Saturdays and Rosh Chodesh for many years he would pray every Rosh Chodesh at the Western Wall, and at the fasts of the naughty days, as he continued the prayer tradition from his ancestral home, and many would hear the pleasant and special prayers He would pray them,
This is also regularly known to the Torah, and as Rabbi Moshe Mordechai Schulzinger ztl., Owner of Mishmar Halevi, once said, when during the Gulf War everyone was afraid to leave their homes, for fear of enemy missiles, and only R. Laser, came to the class, to family members and said that ” It’s not called war, “and whoever kept it when he was inside a battlefield, a German Russian, will probably keep it even now. Especially when he retired, when he insisted on studying in the morning kollel, and in the afternoon in consecutive classes, instilling love for the Torah And holiness in all its glory, and even labored in Sana’a, to expand the set of lessons in the kollel of the homeowners, and to take care of the placement and salary of the teachers of special and good lessons.
More than once Jews came, to be perfumed by his wisdom and ask for his blessing, as someone who experienced the horrors of the Holocaust, and remained in the faith of an artist and the love of the Torah, he himself was moved every time he saw yeshivot and students of TT, when he felt it was the real victory over the Nazi oppressor.
His miraculous qualities were a rare treatise when his captors testified that he never cared for anyone, and did not quarrel with anyone, he always knew how to walk calmly and wisely with each and every one, never complained about this or that difficulty, even in situations where he was tormented. Members of the yeshiva who heard from him facts and leaderships about days gone by, as first-hand testimony.
A few years ago he underwent difficult surgery and recovered from it, returning to his regular daily routine, strengthening people younger than him by decades.
In recent months he has weakened in body, but insisted on continuing his prayers as usual, and only very recently, has he stayed at home, saying “Without prayer and lessons why do I live?”
In recent days, his consciousness has become blurred, but despite his illness, when his grandchildren asked him to read with him, he shook his hand and nodded. At his bedside his condition was deteriorating, and they were called from where to his bed, and so with the utterance of confession, his soul came out of the world with his face eroding.
He was accompanied by his eldest son-in-law, Rabbi Naftali Brock, Rabbi Hassada, Rabbi Yitzchak Shmuel Schwartz, Rabbi Agudat Reim, Rabbi Kessler, and his young son-in-law, Rabbi Yair Erlanger, when they all celebrated the long and rich Tractate of Life, Of a shadow shaded from a remnant fire to ancient Hod.
He is survived by his sons: Rabbi, Pinchas and Rabbi Hezekiah, his sons-in-law Rabbi Naftali Brock of Boro Park, Rabbi Moshe Rapaport of Petah Tikva and Rabbi Yair Erlanger of Bnei Brak, grandchildren and great-grandchildren who follow the path of Torah and mitzvos, and continue the tradition of generations, To a Jew who was a survivor to a generation that was and is not.
May his soul be bundled in the bundle of life.