He was wearing a white shirt and a black kippah, and approached me all excited, asking, “Can you lend me a pen? I have to get something down on paper.” We were by the Skulener Rebbe, shlita, together with thousands of other chassidim taking the opportunity to see a tzaddik who, while his presence is felt in Eretz Yisrael, resides in the United States. Of course, I thought, he surely wants to write a kvittel, as so many others are doing. Maybe he needs to write a note to himself, something he doesn’t want to forget. What does it matter? He asked for a pen and he got it.I glanced and saw him leaning intently over a piece of paper, pen in hand, drawing feverishly, artistically, brilliantly capturing the holy visage of the Rebbe. It didn’t need words to be explained. This was a boy who learns and lives in a Chesed L’Avraham dormitory, and the chance to see this venerable tzaddik on his brief visit motivated him to use his greatest abilities to capture the moment, by drawing.
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