Sad Day In Belle Harbor
It was raining, many voices full of sorrow and grief could be heard throughout the neighborhood as mourners expressed their deep feelings of loss over the death of a much beloved religious leader, Rabbi Levi Dicker.
The memorial services for Rabbi Dicker were held under a tent in the rear of the Yeshiva, located on Beach 129 and Cronston Avenue. I am not a member of the Congregation, nor am I Jewish, I am one of the Yeshiva’s neighbors. I have known Rabbi Dicker for 25 years and a warm relationship between us had blossomed. Rabbi Dicker had always been receptive to the complaints we have had in regard to the students and has always responded in good faith.
When Rabbi Dicker came to my home to console me because of the death of my young son, Daniel, in 2008, I sensed in him his wisdom and kindness. Perhaps the Rabbi was trying to show me that these qualities are two and the same. In his eyes I detected a glint that reminded me of boyhood friends that I have loved and known. I guess, as we get on in years, the earliest memories become the strongest.
In closing, let me express my deepest feelings of sorrow and loss for someone I considered a friend and one of the “sweetest kids on the block.”