Dear Friends,
His name was Mendel Gorelik, and for a few weeks already, every day after work, he had been sitting down and creating a penciled drawing of an 8-year-old boy. The “work” was in a Siberian work camp, where he had been sent during Stalin’s reign of terror.
This was his second time in exile in Siberia. The last time, he had been single and had been sent there for five years. But he was a stubborn Chabbadnik, who was not willing to let the wicked win, and so, despite the danger, he continued his mission of helping his Jewish brothers and sisters, using his rare, G-d-given drawing talent. He was arrested again and sentenced for ten long years of grueling labor in Siberia. This time he was the young father of three little sons, orphaned, as it were, and living with their mother.
So every evening after work he would sit and draw his Shalom Ber. Shalom Ber’s eighth birthday was coming up and therefore his father was preparing a present for him.
No one can describe what went through the heart of this exiled father in Siberia while he was drawing his son’s face. He hadn’t seen him in three years, and who knew if they would ever see each other again.
It would seem that by sending such a drawing the father was telling his son: My child, I am suffering and being tortured in exile, but you, my dear child, are etched in my mind and heart. Your image is always with me.
But, really, this drawing had another, hidden message to it: Shalom Ber’s secular birthday was May 4th. To the family’s surprise, the date noted on the drawing was May 7th. For a moment one would think that he had made a mistake, but with a bit more thought it becomes clear that he had made no mistake at all. Rather, a very important message was hidden in that date: May 7th, 1949 was the 8th of Iyar, which was his son’s Hebrew birthday.
R. Mendel Gorelik was sitting in Siberia and sending a message to his dear son: Remember, you are a Jew, and your birthday is not on the secular date, but rather on the Hebrew date – the 8th of Iyar.
This child, Shalom Ber Gorelik, grew up to be an energetic, happy and loving Chassid, whose energy, love and joy reached out to anyone who met him. Unfortunately, this week he passed away. But the drawing has remained with us, as has its message that continues to resonate.
R. Mendel Gorelik was the grandfather of my wife, Dvora, and Shalom Ber who passed away this week was a beloved and loving uncle, whose memory will remain forever in our hearts.
Shabbat Shalom,
Rabbi Zalmen Wishedski