PRUZHANY's LAST
RAV
(RABBI MARTYR
DAVID FAIGNBOIM)
In our Pinkas,
pages 94/98 is the biography of Pruzhany's
Rabbi, R' ELIOHU FAINSHTEIN written by his son-in-law Rabbi DAVID
HA'LEVY FAIGNBOIM. We don't have precise details of his last road traveled as martyr. We know that he
perished, but really how, where and which way, exists different versions (TN: See Chapter " Selection" in
Har'shalom's book in this web and you will find how was treated in Auschwitz).
One thing is evident; he perished sanctifying His name.
We bring here a report published in US Memorial
Journal, Pruzhany Relief, New York 1949, written by one of the survivors that
saved miraculously in Pruzhany. The report has the following title:
THE FINAL ACCOMPANIMENT
This was not a
common funeral. Nobody died, no family is orphan, and a lot of people did not know about this. Very early,
4 a.m., when all still slept, a " minian " (ten Jewish males) walked
through the dark streets of Pruzhany's Ghetto directed by the Rabbi R' DOVID.
They took a big drawer. Wanted chance that I saw them, and in spite of not
being a religious Jew, and not to be integrated to the group, I joined them
because they were the most religious men of the city, together with the rabbis
of Malech and Zabludove.
When I joined the
group, I could not restrain and cried whole walk from the Bet Medresh to the
cemetery. They walked in silence on the narrow and dark back streets, taking a
treasure to be buried. A treasure that they won't sell for any money of the
world, a treasure of thousands years. They take the rolls of the " Torot
" (TN: plural of Torah) for burying them. They joined all sacred rolls of
all Batei Midrashim and they take them to the cemetery.
In that moment appeared in my thoughts: how many
martyrs perished for these sacred rolls? Jews that never exchanged their
Torah for material promises, would not receive any price for her. For that
reason they don't want to leave it to Hitler.
They buried them, hide them, until a certain time, until a Jew exhumes
them. And then the Torah lives again.
We arrive at the cemetery. The Rabbi of Pruzhany
recites the Kaddish for the Torah. His voice trembles, but at the same time he
feels its strength and its heroism. In spite of the enemies, the Torah will
live. If we don't end up living it, future generations will take them out and
they will revive them.
With this last echo of last religious leader of
Pruzhany, ends last chapter of our truncated native city, of our dear Saint
Community Pruzhany.