Rabbi Yitzchak Dovid Grossman
7 November 2024
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My family belonged to the Karlin chasidic group. However, that didn’t stop the Chabad yeshivah in Lod, Israel, from appointing my father, Rabbi Yisrael Grossman as dean, in 1956. That was how our connection with the Rebbe began. My father would report to, and receive instructions from, the Rebbe regarding the yeshivah. As a young man, I also wrote to the Rebbe, and I received a wonderful letter in reply encouraging me in my Torah studies.
Following Israel’s miraculous victory in the Six-Day War, the country experienced a dramatic spiritual awakening. I had the great merit of visiting the Western Wall on the day of its liberation, and while standing there, I thought: What can I do to express my thanks to G-d? I decided then to devote my life to bringing other Jewish people closer to their faith – something that the Rebbe frequently advocated for, especially through the tefillin campaign he launched before the war to encourage more Jews to perform this commandment.
I was also close with the Rebbe of Lelov, another chasidic dynasty, and around this time, he asked that I move from Jerusalem to Bnei Brak to head a Torah institution there. Our apartment in Bnei Brak happened to be on top of the Dubek cigarette manufacturing plant, and I noticed that the factory workers would come too early in the morning – and stay too late – to have a chance to put on tefillin. After receiving permission from the factory manager, I began coming to the plant several times a day, during their breaks, to help the workers lay tefillin. The Lubavitcher Rebbe was very happy when I informed him of all this, and he encouraged me to continue.
Then the Lelover Rebbe had another idea for me: “Maybe you should go to Migdal Ha’emek, and see what you can do for the young people there.”
Migdal Ha’emek, a northern development town that had been founded a decade earlier to house new migrants, was facing significant challenges in terms of employment, the local economy, and juvenile delinquency. I didn’t even know where it was on the map, or how the Lelover Rebbe had heard of it, but I didn’t ask questions. I got up and moved there.
It was 1968, and I was arriving straight from the religious hothouses of Mea She’arim and Bnei Brak. When I innocently inquired about the local yeshivot, people didn’t know what I was talking about.
“So where can I find the teens?” I asked.
“At the discotheque,” they said.
I had never heard the word before. Was that the name of a yeshiva? I went, and soon found out: Those disco clubs were like Purim in the middle of the year!
I found that I connected quickly with the young people in these places, and they began calling me “the Disco Rabbi.” Then, after hearing that some of the teens at the discos had relatives at the nearby Shatta prison, I began visiting there, eventually launching a successful prisoner rehabilitation program.
All the while, I made a point of reporting on my youth and prison work to the Rebbe, knowing how much he valued it. He, in turn, inquired after every detail, and always wanted to know what was going on.
Eventually, I came to the conclusion that to make a real revolution, we needed a new educational institution for children who came from rough homes and needed extra care. Even after I was appointed rabbi of Migdal Ha’emek in 1970, I held on to this dream, despite not knowing where to begin such an undertaking.
In 1972, I was invited to come to the United States for a fundraising trip, and I finally met the Rebbe in person. Before my audience, I wrote a note for the Rebbe detailing everything that happened since my arrival in Migdal Ha’emek. Among other things, I shared some doubts about my rabbinical appointment: Was it a mistake to have taken on this burden? Was I even worthy of it?
The Rebbe began by discussing my doubts about being a rabbi. He quoted a Talmudic story which says that it is predestined whether a person will take up a rabbinic or leadership role. Thus, if I had been made the rabbi of Migdal Ha’emek, clearly it was meant to be.
As a rabbi, the Rebbe went on to say, my first responsibility should be the laws of Family Purity. With that, he encouraged me to make sure the local mikva’ot (ritual baths) were Halachically sound and – no less important – beautiful. A mikvah has to be spotless, properly maintained, and staffed by younger women; that way, noted the Rebbe, the new generation of women would have someone they can comfortably communicate and identify with, to help them observe this mitzvah.
I was amazed at how this great Rebbe had such practical and straightforward solutions to complex issues. He spoke about the benefits of educating boys and girls in separate institutions – not from a religious standpoint – and about strategies for upholding kosher standards in local food establishments. He knew the spiritual state of Migdal Ha’emek as if he had been there himself.
In that audience, I also mentioned my dream of founding a new educational institution that would bring young people closer to Judaism, while keeping them away from crime and giving them a chance for a better future. The Rebbe listened with great interest when I told him about some of my successes in this field. He gave me many blessings and promised that if I did found such an institution, I would see further success.
When we eventually did lay the cornerstone of the Yeshivat Migdal Or, as we called it, I informed the Rebbe, and he immediately sent a telegram with amazing blessings. The next year, I visited him, and when I told the Rebbe that we had sixth to eighth-grade classes, he encouraged us to keep on expanding, and then added a surprising suggestion: “There are new housing units that were just built around your property – you should try to buy them.”
I was taken aback at first; we scarcely had enough funds for our own institution. But, with a bit of gall, I approached the housing authorities who oversaw those buildings and managed to purchase the entire adjacent street – which ultimately allowed us to expand our yeshivah.
The Rebbe followed the development of these institutions all along the way. In honor of the fundraising dinner we made each year, the Rebbe would send us a special letter expressing his love for the work of Migdal Or, while urging others to support it. Before the dinner, I always visited the Rebbe, and afterward, his secretary, Rabbi Leibel Groner, would call to ask how it had gone.
On one occasion, I was at one of the Rebbe’s public gatherings with Shaul Amor, the mayor of Migdal Ha’emek at the time. Migdal Or had become quite large by then, even though there had been some opposition to this growth, but the Rebbe told the mayor that one Migdal Or in the city wasn’t enough!
The mayor, who happened to be having some foot pain at the time, then asked the Rebbe to bless him with a full recovery.
“A public figure like yourself must be healthy,” responded the Rebbe. “You don’t have time to be ill! Your task is to spread Torah in the city and to help Migdal Or expand. When you are healthy, the whole town will be healthy!”
Rabbi Yitzchak Dovid Grossman, founder and president of the Migdal Or institutions, has served as rabbi of Migdal Ha’emek since 1970. He was interviewed in his home in May of 2012.
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My family belonged to the Karlin chasidic group. However, that didn’t stop the Chabad yeshivah in Lod, Israel, from appointing my father, Rabbi Yisrael Grossman as dean, in 1956. That was how our connection with the Rebbe began. My father would report to, and receive instructions from, the Rebbe regarding the yeshivah. As a young man, I also wrote to the Rebbe, and I received a wonderful letter in reply encouraging me in my Torah studies.
Following Israel’s miraculous victory in the Six-Day War, the country experienced a dramatic spiritual awakening. I had the great merit of visiting the Western Wall on the day of its liberation, and while standing there, I thought: What can I do to express my thanks to G-d? I decided then to devote my life to bringing other Jewish people closer to their faith – something that the Rebbe frequently advocated for, especially through the tefillin campaign he launched before the war to encourage more Jews to perform this commandment.
I was also close with the Rebbe of Lelov, another chasidic dynasty, and around this time, he asked that I move from Jerusalem to Bnei Brak to head a Torah institution there. Our apartment in Bnei Brak happened to be on top of the Dubek cigarette manufacturing plant, and I noticed that the factory workers would come too early in the morning – and stay too late – to have a chance to put on tefillin. After receiving permission from the factory manager, I began coming to the plant several times a day, during their breaks, to help the workers lay tefillin. The Lubavitcher Rebbe was very happy when I informed him of all this, and he encouraged me to continue.
Then the Lelover Rebbe had another idea for me: “Maybe you should go to Migdal Ha’emek, and see what you can do for the young people there.”
Migdal Ha’emek, a northern development town that had been founded a decade earlier to house new migrants, was facing significant challenges in terms of employment, the local economy, and juvenile delinquency. I didn’t even know where it was on the map, or how the Lelover Rebbe had heard of it, but I didn’t ask questions. I got up and moved there.
It was 1968, and I was arriving straight from the religious hothouses of Mea She’arim and Bnei Brak. When I innocently inquired about the local yeshivot, people didn’t know what I was talking about.
“So where can I find the teens?” I asked.
“At the discotheque,” they said.
I had never heard the word before. Was that the name of a yeshiva? I went, and soon found out: Those disco clubs were like Purim in the middle of the year!
I found that I connected quickly with the young people in these places, and they began calling me “the Disco Rabbi.” Then, after hearing that some of the teens at the discos had relatives at the nearby Shatta prison, I began visiting there, eventually launching a successful prisoner rehabilitation program.
All the while, I made a point of reporting on my youth and prison work to the Rebbe, knowing how much he valued it. He, in turn, inquired after every detail, and always wanted to know what was going on.
Eventually, I came to the conclusion that to make a real revolution, we needed a new educational institution for children who came from rough homes and needed extra care. Even after I was appointed rabbi of Migdal Ha’emek in 1970, I held on to this dream, despite not knowing where to begin such an undertaking.
In 1972, I was invited to come to the United States for a fundraising trip, and I finally met the Rebbe in person. Before my audience, I wrote a note for the Rebbe detailing everything that happened since my arrival in Migdal Ha’emek. Among other things, I shared some doubts about my rabbinical appointment: Was it a mistake to have taken on this burden? Was I even worthy of it?
The Rebbe began by discussing my doubts about being a rabbi. He quoted a Talmudic story which says that it is predestined whether a person will take up a rabbinic or leadership role. Thus, if I had been made the rabbi of Migdal Ha’emek, clearly it was meant to be.
As a rabbi, the Rebbe went on to say, my first responsibility should be the laws of Family Purity. With that, he encouraged me to make sure the local mikva’ot (ritual baths) were Halachically sound and – no less important – beautiful. A mikvah has to be spotless, properly maintained, and staffed by younger women; that way, noted the Rebbe, the new generation of women would have someone they can comfortably communicate and identify with, to help them observe this mitzvah.
I was amazed at how this great Rebbe had such practical and straightforward solutions to complex issues. He spoke about the benefits of educating boys and girls in separate institutions – not from a religious standpoint – and about strategies for upholding kosher standards in local food establishments. He knew the spiritual state of Migdal Ha’emek as if he had been there himself.
In that audience, I also mentioned my dream of founding a new educational institution that would bring young people closer to Judaism, while keeping them away from crime and giving them a chance for a better future. The Rebbe listened with great interest when I told him about some of my successes in this field. He gave me many blessings and promised that if I did found such an institution, I would see further success.
When we eventually did lay the cornerstone of the Yeshivat Migdal Or, as we called it, I informed the Rebbe, and he immediately sent a telegram with amazing blessings. The next year, I visited him, and when I told the Rebbe that we had sixth to eighth-grade classes, he encouraged us to keep on expanding, and then added a surprising suggestion: “There are new housing units that were just built around your property – you should try to buy them.”
I was taken aback at first; we scarcely had enough funds for our own institution. But, with a bit of gall, I approached the housing authorities who oversaw those buildings and managed to purchase the entire adjacent street – which ultimately allowed us to expand our yeshivah.
The Rebbe followed the development of these institutions all along the way. In honor of the fundraising dinner we made each year, the Rebbe would send us a special letter expressing his love for the work of Migdal Or, while urging others to support it. Before the dinner, I always visited the Rebbe, and afterward, his secretary, Rabbi Leibel Groner, would call to ask how it had gone.
On one occasion, I was at one of the Rebbe’s public gatherings with Shaul Amor, the mayor of Migdal Ha’emek at the time. Migdal Or had become quite large by then, even though there had been some opposition to this growth, but the Rebbe told the mayor that one Migdal Or in the city wasn’t enough!
The mayor, who happened to be having some foot pain at the time, then asked the Rebbe to bless him with a full recovery.
“A public figure like yourself must be healthy,” responded the Rebbe. “You don’t have time to be ill! Your task is to spread Torah in the city and to help Migdal Or expand. When you are healthy, the whole town will be healthy!”
Rabbi Yitzchak Dovid Grossman, founder and president of the Migdal Or institutions, has served as rabbi of Migdal Ha’emek since 1970. He was interviewed in his home in May of 2012.
