Rabbi Schuster came up to me in the Old City in Jerusalem about 25 years ago and asked me if I wanted to go to some classes. The rest, as they say, is history. It wasn’t a simple journey, but I found my way back to Judaism and have lived accordingly for the past 20 years.

About 5 years ago I was in the Old City on Chol HaMoed, with a friend and my daughter. I saw Rabbi Schuster and whispered to my friend, “You know, I’ve always wanted to thank Rabbi Schuster for being the first person to bring me into Yiddishkeit.” My friend encouraged me to speak to him; I was nervous and embarrassed, etc. I finally took a deep breath and went over to him and said something like, “Rabbi Schuster, I’ve always wanted to thank you.” He turned to me so sweetly, asked me what’s my name and where am I from. I got so choked up I could barely answer. But I did manage to squeak out a few words and pretend I was in a conversation with him.

When I heard he became ill, I was so grateful I listened to my friend and pushed myself to say thank you to him. Rabbi Schuster, you have many jewels in your crown. You are one of a holy group of people who single-handedly helped save the Jewish People. You helped save my life too. Thank you. Refuah Sheleimah.