Mr. Velvel Rubinoff, a longtime resident of Crown Heights, passed away on Thursday, Elul 2, 5774.
He was 71.
Mr. Rubinoff, who served as a schochet, came to Crown Heights in the early 1950’s and was privileged to have yechidus with the Rebbe several times.
“He enjoyed making others happy and being mesameach at simchas,” a family member told COLlive. “He was very musical, and brought music and simcha with him wherever he went.”
He is survived by his wife, Miriam and children Ita – North Miami Beach, FL; Maya; Malkie Benedict – Flatbush; Yehudis Schwartz – Monsey; Batsheva Katina – Passaic, NJ; Beruriah Esther Danaher – Wingdale, NY; and Mordechai – Pennsylvania.
He is also survived by his sister Ettie Gottlieb of Crown Heights.
The Levaya will take place today, Thursday, leaving Shomrei Hadas in Boro Park at 1 pm and passng by 770 at 1:45 pm.
The family wil be sitting Shiva at 912 Montgomery St.
Baruch Dayan Haemes.
Velvel was my little cousin……He was a beautiful baby, always smiling and happy and a joy to his grandparents and other relatives. I think he adored his maternal grandfather the most…the guy who probably spoiled him and would tell him “don’t tell your mother.” I’m just sorry that since 1965,when I left the NY area, I didn’t get to see him much at all…….He loved my Dad (his uncle). I will always remember him as being a joyous soul.
May my uncle”s Neshama go higher!
For my Bas Mitzvah he bought me Perchai Avoth and I love it when he would play my favourite Calbach song. Truly missed!!
It’s now three years. Tatty we miss you so much. We hope our families will bring you Nachas and follow in your path.You have taught Emunah by example. You showed us how you valued davening and carefulness with Brachos. Your enthusiasm for Mitzvos made an everlasting impression on us. You cherished your children and grandchildren. We love you so much.
Tonight is the second Yarzeit of my beloved father. “Coincidently” Yaakov will I”H be putting on Tefilin for the first time in shul today. May Hashem grant you Nachas from your children and grandchildren. You showed such enthusiasm for Torah and Mitzvos. May your legacy carry on.
The first Yarzeit seuda was so special – the whole family coming together – the Rubinoff’s and the Gottleib’s. My father was such a special person with so many dimensions to him. He left such wonderful impressions on so many people and had tramendous effects on their lives.
Tonight is the first Yarziet of my beloved father. So many emotions. So much reflection. My father was a most devoted father and doting grandfather. His love and enthusiasm for Hashem, for learning, and for Mitvos was at the essance of his being. His passion for music is a gift that has been passed on tho his family. He is missed so deeply.
When my father was not feeling well I asked him how he was feeling. He answered, “BGashmiyos not so good, B’Ruchniyos I’m doing great.” The pain of his physical body did not stop his ability to feel great spiritually. What a beautiful lesson!
I would ask my father, “Tatty how are you doing?” And he’d often answer, “Now that I’m talking to you I’m doing great!”. He made us feel so treasured.
We love you Tatty. We miss you dearly. You have taught us so many lessons in life. We are so grateful.
Whenever Zaidy spoke to me on the phone he called be Bubby Ittala. It made me feel special.
Itty Shwartz
Whenever I shared something I learned with Zaidy, he always had something to add. It seamed like he knew all the sofa rim by heart.
Rivky Shwartz
Zaidy was always smiling.
Chiam Shwartz
I really miss Zaidy. He was always so nice, and kind and full of Torah. He even taught me my first Gimara, Elan, Elan, Bama Avarechicha. He also taught me how to play guitar. I hope to bring him lots of Nachas. Love, Yaakov Katina
hamokom yenachem eschem bsoich sharei availai tziyoin vrusholoyim i will forever remember his love of niggunim which extended into the wee AM hours at the gottliebs shabbas meals
bd”e to the entire mishpacha
My wife Malky (Reb Velvel’s daughter) and other family members will be sitting shiva at her house:
198 Foster Ave. Apt. 1 until Tuesday afternoon.
What lovely tributes to my cousin.
My most kind Zaidy. He was very nice. When I think about him it reminds me of when we were playing the guitar with him. I also remember having birthday parties together. I miss you. Love, Chani
Beautiful tribute to my father. We sang to him in his final hours – all his favorite songs. Even though he was only conscious he still used his hands to gesture his pleasure at hearing his children and grandchild sing to him. He will be dearly missed! BDE.
I to have only wonderful memories of uncle velvel..all those parties were he sang and played guitar..he had his favorite songs and weu enjoyed singing with him.he will be missed very much…
Thank you for your comment and Mazal Tov on the wedding. I wish I would be meeting you there, but as you said, it wasn’t to be.Velvel loved all his grandkids, but was especially close to Shulem Menachem, the first grandchild born and his “Chassidishe nachas.” His mother Yehudis, was always very frum and edel, even as a child. She and Yoni have been so good to us and were a tremendous help to Velvel, especially towards the end.
He didn’t buy the Rebbetzin’s car. But one time when the Rebbe’s car was broken, Rabbi Krinsky borrowed Velvel’s car to drive the Rebbe. Another story: Years ago, Velvel was having a gartel made by hand. The woman who made the gartel told Velvel that she had made a gartel on order for the Rebbe. She wanted to give the Rebbe a gift, so she made a second gartel. But the Rebbe thanked them, and said he would only would take the one he had ordered. She showed Velvel the gartel and he bought it. It was a very wide… Read more »
I recollect the Rebbes heavy involvement in his placement
and continued employment in shchita.
My daughter is marrying אי״ה his Grandson, Schwartz, on Sunday. This would’ve been the only grandfather by the simcha, but now I see it wasn’t meant to be!
BDE, to the entire family…משפחת גליק!
Many bochrim remember him sitting near reb yoel at seder niggunim in the zal upstairs.
He would start the nighunim and always had some hand motions involved.
A very nice and hartziger yid
a happy, warm and good person.
He was a friendly person and a proud Lubavitcher chasid. Always said hello and had most friendly conversations.
He drove around the Cadilac for a while
I will forever remember his .love and passion for a chassdidhse niggun.
he will be missed
Uncle Velvel, I have such wonderful memories!!! Thank you for being my favorite uncle!!! May you Daven for all us and for Moshiach now!!!
I used to think that a cemetery is a creepy place. When I went to visit the Lubavitch Rebbes Kever with my father when I was engaged he told me he sees the cemetery as a peaceful place. I asked him why? He said became these peopls finished their mission on this world. That has really changed my perspective on death.
Yesterday was Tatty’s 5th Yarzeit. I went to the Kever with Yehudis and Yaakov. When we arrived we were told the cemetery was about to close and we have to leave! Fortunately Malky was leaving as we arrived and informed us that there is a separate entrance by the Rebbe’s Kever. It turned out to be a wonderful, spiritual experience. We davened Mincha and heard Krias Shofer by the Chabad house before going to the Rebbes Kever. Yehudis met an old friend. Then we davened by the Rebbe’s Kever. I davened for family and friends and asked Hashem to illuminate… Read more »
There is something special about the number 7. Shabbos is 7. Shmita is every 7 years. My name Batsheva has the number 7 in it too. It has been 7 years since the passing of my father and I feel there must be some significance to it. I miss my father tremendously! If only to hear his voice once again, to hear him play in his guitar with my children around the table. But we are left with warm memories of his love for us, for Hashem, and his enthusiasm for Torah and Mitzvos. May he have Nachas from his… Read more »
My father’s English name was Harold, he was overweight and a musician. In the front row near where my father is buried, there’s a burial stone that says, “Chubby Harold”. On the stone there is an engraving of an instrument. It’s the marking stone that helps us find my father’s Kever and it makes us smile lifting the heavy mood one would feel when visiting a parents Kever. I hope “Chubby Harold” and my father are making music together in heaven. I started leaving a stone and a prayer for “Chubby Harold” when I visit my fathers Kever.