By: Shaya Bernstein
Hi, as Levi's oldest nephew, I wanted to share a few memories:
When I was about six years old, he was the head counselor of Lubavitch Day Camp, the camp I went to (my father was the director). One day I won a raffle. I went up to the stage to collect my prize. He started singing that I cannot get my prize until I make a Somersault across the stage in front of the camp. I was mortified, but did it anyway. Levi started screaming and clapping like only Levi could. Of course I walked away feeling good that your uncle cheers you on in front of the whole camp.
We went a few times during our summer vacations to Virginia to visit. Levi was so excited that we were coming, he went to Costco and stocked up on food for six weeks and enough pillows, blankets and towels for an army. The Deitsch's have a pool, and the Bernsteins loved using it! Levi would laugh at us that we would rather be swimming than going to Washington DC to see the sights! One time he convinced me to dive into the pool off of someone's head! The he came up from behind and pushed us both off the diving board. He laughed like only he could. We had so much fun with him!
He loved his Shlichus, and made sure to be the first one in Shul. We were really impressed- as yeshiva boys, who only get up when they are forced... this was impressive!
Hopefully he will inspire us to live Besimcha Uvetuv Leivav.