Passover chesed project, day of study and park
walkway are tributes to the memory of Scarsdale’s Deborah and Rabbi Jacob Rubenstein.
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Young Israel of Scarsdale fairly hummed with purposeful activity last Sunday morning. In the social hall, groups of pre-teens and teenagers, assisted by several sets of parents, carefully helped younger children paint seder plates, decorate pillow covers and afikomen bags, and embellish Elijah cups.
Like many others, I’m sure, I awoke Sunday morning to the terrible news of the death of Rabbi Jacob Rubenstein and his wife Deborah, z”l, in a tragic house fire in Scarsdale. I am horrified by the random and senseless nature of their death, and the loss that it represents for the congregants of his synagogue and for the Jewish community.
But in addition to the communal tragedy, I am deeply saddened by the loss of a man whom I met long ago under very unusual circumstances, and whom I was proud to call a friend and a colleague.
Sunday, April 13th, 2008
As we say during Passover’s Prayer for Dew, “With His consent, I shall speak of mysteries.”
The death by lightning’s fire of Scarsdale’s Rabbi Jacob Rubenstein and his wife, Deborah, in the midnight hours of Shabbat April 12, were strangely a reminder of how wonderful this world is.