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Rav Mordechai Glatstein zt”l Greatness in Three Worlds By RaBBi MeiR avnei-Tzedek
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Navi Yechezkel writes about Noach, Iyov, and Daniel as three men who saw three worlds. Each saw a world in its glory, a world in its destruction, and a world rebuilt. Throughout the 106 years of Rav Mordechai Leib Glatstein’s illustrious life, he saw three worlds in many forms. There is hardly anyone alive who knew him during the early years of his scholarship in Warsaw when he received semicha from the Ravad of Warsaw, or as he sat together with the Piezecna Rebbe comforting broken Yidden. No one could have imagined that this quiet humble man was in the room when Rav Menachem Ziemba, Rav Shamson Stockhammer, and Rav Dovid Shapiro among others were discussing whether or not to rise up against the Nazi beast that had tortured them in the Warsaw Ghetto. Most people alive today knew Rabbi Glatstein as an iconic figure in the city of Pittsburgh. The longest-serving rav, active for more than half a century, was cherished by Yidden from every walk of life and every background. In addition to having a close relationship with the great tzaddikim, Rav Silberberg, The Pittsburgher Rebbe, and the legendary rabbonim of the Steel City, he, together with his Rebbetizin Tzina, developed relationships with doctors and psychologists and clergy of all kinds only for one reason: to lift the spirits of the brokenhearted. Over the many decades, from the time he arrived in Pittsburgh in 1951 until he left Pittsburgh just a few years back to live with his son, Reb Yossi, a prominent attorney who is one of the premier lecturers for the Discovery Kiruv organization, Rav Glatstein was one of the most cherished figures in the Jewish community of Pittsburgh. They all know him as the rabbi whose voice was a soft as velvet and whose soothing chizuk was available to anyone in need. For members of
Pittsburgh’s Kollel Bais Yitzchok, they knew him as an elderly rav who, for the last twenty years or so, sat and learned in the Kollel every day as if he was a yungermahn. For members of Pittsburgh’s lay community, he was a prominent civic figure worthy of making an official public holiday, Rabbi Mordechai and Rebbitzin Tzina Glatstein Day, to honor him and his rebbetzin upon his official retirement. Doctors and therapists knew him as the chief chaplain of the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania who, with superhuman strength, counseled and comforted. His humility and simplicity hid were inversely proportional to his true self-worth. Hardly anyone knew of his tremendous accomplishments, before the war, during the war, and after the war in the efforts to mend the broken spirit of a shattered people. He never spoke about himself, but with his passing, it is worthy to talk about a giant of a Jew, who was considered a formidable talmid chacham in Europe before the war, was close to gedolei Olam during the war, and who, together with famed askanim like Mike Tress and Reb Yitzchok Ziemba, helped rebuild prominent organizations like Zeirei Agudas Yisrael, after the war. His life defied all logic. He saw Mengele, Eichmann and so many other reshaim who would have wanted to ensure the doom of all of Klal Yisrael, but he lived a life that ensured that the plans of these evil men would not be realized. Rav Glastein was the most prominent survivor who spent at least six years in the Feldafing Displaced Person Camp as a representative of the United States government to ensure that every survivor would have a new home to go to and sponsors to ensure that they received the proper visa and immigration papers. “It is no wonder,” said his grandson Rav
Daniel Glatstein, a noted rav and maggid shiur, “that his levaya was filled with people from every walk of life, from chassidim to Jews barely clinging to their heritage. Each had a story of how Rabbi Glatstein helped resettle their parents.” Rav Mordechai Leib Glatstein was born on the 6th of Adar of 1916 more than one hundred years ago in the Polish city of Lipna. He was a descendant of a rabbinic family; his father was a rav, as was his zayde, a dayan in Lunchitz. As a tremendous talmid chacham, his father was chosen to marry the daughter of the rav in Lipna, a well-known tzadekes, Blima Michla Goldman. Together, they had three children, Mordechai Laib, Henoch, and Shmuel. When the oldest, Mordechai Leib, was only four years old, his father passed away suddenly from a brief illness. Their mother was left to raise the yesomim, and with tremendous mesiras nefesh she did just that. Little would she know that, despite the clouds of destruction that would wipe out her entire family, her three children would survive the war. Henoch would flee to Russia and eventually escape in the post-war years, while Mordechai Leib would take care of his brother and miraculously the two would not only survive the Holocaust but would remain steadfast with their emunah. Life was not easy for the young almanah. Her first task was to make sure that her oldest son would learn in cheder. She sent young Mordechai Leib as a child to learn in Lipna. Although other boys would come home to eat, she would bring the food to cheder so he would not have to leave yeshiva. As he outgrew the cheder, she sent him to learn in other yeshivos, first in Plotzk, where he met Rav Meir Don of Plotzk and later, as he became bar mitzvah, in Warsaw, where he forged a kesher with
