By Chabad.org
Moshe Grunwald lived a full and long life. A scion of the Pupa Chassidic dynasty, he survived Auschwitz and the Nazi death marches, rebuilding his family and his life in America.
A longtime resident of Brooklyn, N.Y., he passed away this week as dozens were felled by the coronavirus. The family was told that the funeral would be at 10 a.m. sharp. Only a small group was allowed to attend, and the entire proceeding would be brief, consisting of a few Psalms and the Keil Maleh Rachamim.
Following tradition, but standing apart from each other, the mourners approached the casket and asked their beloved patriarch to forgive them for anything they may have done to slight him. After Psalms were said and the truncated service was about to end, a flustered undertaker approached the casket and took a good look.
“I’m sorry,” he told the shocked family. “We took out the wrong casket. Please wait while I return this casket and bring out Mr. Grunwald.”
The family exited the funeral home in shock and waited in their cars until it was time to begin the funeral … again!
“I have to admit I was so upset that this had happened to my Zaidy,” wrote his granddaughter, Chaya Maimon, on Facebook. “The man who was loved by all. Who deserved so much kavod, who had to die alone due to a pandemic, who had to have this embarrassment of a funeral, who couldn’t have a fitting burial or shiva. This was the final insult. I was so upset, I started to laugh and cry simultaneously. I couldn’t believe I was living in a time where there are so many bodies that they mixed them up.”
Then she learned the rest of the story.
The person whom the Grunwald clan had accidentally mourned was a meit mitzvah (a person who leaves no family to care for his or her funeral, whose burial is then a communal obligation).
He had died alone in his apartment and was only found four days later. He was to be buried with no fanfare with no one to mourn the end of his life.
Through a Divinely orchestrated twist of fate, he ended up with a beautiful funeral and a minyan—something under normal circumstances he would not have had.
“And then I remember my zaidy,” wrote Maimon. “My zaidy was always honored, but he ran and hid from it; he never wanted the spotlight. My cousin posted that we would send people to follow him into chuppah to make sure that if they would honor him with reciting a blessing, he’d be there … he always thought there was someone greater than him who deserved the honor.
“Well, Zaidy, as usual, got the last laugh. We couldn’t chase him to the front of the funeral home. Even in death, he gave his kavod for someone else.
“A meit mitzvah got a funeral. I can just imagine the laugh in Zaidy’s eyes as he watched this. His chesed [kindness] and hachnasat orchim [hospitality] knew no bounds. I know in my heart my zaidy did in death what he always did in life.”
May the memory of Moshe ben Amram and Chaya be a blessing.
I am really touched
I knew r Moshe Ben amram from verdan shul. He was a nice special man.
Wow thank you for publishing such an inspirational story and thanks to all the chesed shel emes members for all your work
Nice to read such a heartwarming story in these difficult days.
Please Hashem heal those fighting this virus especially of Am Yisroel. Just like you arranged the above please end this nightmare and heal our world!
Mashiach Now!
That’s an incredible, incredible story
What more has to be said!?
Brought tears to my eyes. Thanks for sharing!
Wow, what a zechus this family had. Beautiful story!
Their grandfather seems truly special.
Thank you for sharing the story. There is beauty amidst the sorrow. May Hashem comfort you during this difficult time.
Rest in eternal peace Mr. Grunwald. May you reach the highest level of Gan Eden. Sending comfort, love and light to your wife and family. You have left a magnificent legacy to carry on all your good deeds. With blessings to all your loved ones for revealed good.
A reveal of what life is truly about. Thank you for the reminder that life is about the goodness and kindness we leave behind to grow.
such a pleasant man, BD E
In 1997, I read of a family in Washington, DC that gave a full-on party on the occasion of the birth milah of their son, who was adopted from a Jewish mother. As can happen under the adoption rules at that time and place, the birth mother changed her mind, so the adoptive parents returned the son to her. The story is similar in that the recipient of the kindness was unaware of the emotional outpouring, but nevertheless received the blessings.
Great story that shows what an amazing person of character your Zaide was!