On Tuesday night, Shevat 16 (January 28), the Rebbe was on his way to the (upstairs) shul for maariv, when he noticed a young pretty girl standing in a corner holding a camera. She was Sorele Cousin, aged 11, from London. The Rebbe, anticipating that this young lady wished to take a photograph of him, stopped, smiled and asked if she wanted to use the camera.

Sorele blushed and became flustered, but she had the presence of mind to focus the camera at the Rebbe and take the picture. This is just another example of the Rebbe’s thoughtfulness. It also is a most beautiful picture.


We were due to depart for home tonight after maariv. In the short week I was here, I was privileged to attend three farbrengens, a yechidus, two visits with the Rebbetzin and about half a dozen “mini-yechidus.” All in only seven days; a very good achievement by any standard!

Six cars were parked outside 770 waiting to be boarded by the twenty-six members of our group. There would not be much time to spare after maariv to get to the airport to catch our plane. We all trooped out of 770. A rollicking niggun was started, and everyone joined in the singing and the dancing with us. We were told that the Rebbe would be coming out to wish us “Tzeischem l’sholom” (go in peace, or bon voyage).

Barely had we received this message when the Rebbe appeared outside. He urged on the singers and the dancers by energetically clapping his hands, faster and faster. We rushed into our cars and within twenty minutes we were at Kennedy Airport – a record – and the journey back to London took only 5 ½ hours. Throughout the entire return journey the singing echoed in our ears.

The wonderful image of our dear Rebbe standing on the steps of 770 clapping his hands will always remain a vivid memory to all of us who were privileged to witness such a unique and remarkable scene.

What a wonderful send-off and what an unforgettable farewell.