One year at Simchas Torah, around Noon, we didn't have a minyan. We couldn't have hakafos, and the davening was...at a standstill. Rabbi Gansbourg and a few other men (all but one in black hats) went to the Starbucks two blocks away. I can only imagine how they must have gently, but firmly asked "Are there any Jewish men here". Sure enough, they came back with an Israeli man and his son who had just become a bar-mitzvah. They were here on vacation, and the Rabbi convinced him to come. I volunteered to go to the other Orthodox synagogue in the neighborhood that could easily have spared some people, but I came back empty-handed.
Rabbi Gansbourg would go anywhere.
-Dana Friedman
Rabbi Shaya Gansbourg, of blessed memory, was an incredible man who touched the lives of many. Please share a story of how Rabbi Shaya touched your life and soul so that we can create a legacy that will last an eternity. (To share a story: Please comment on a post - and then your comment will be re-posted as its own post.)
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