In the two or three years immediately after World War II, Eastern Europe’s political order was still in flux, the iron curtain was somewhat flimsy, and many Jews in the Soviet Union were trying to leave for the West. Yankel Lepkivker was one of four Lubavitch Hasidim who attempted to do so by crossing the border into Romania. They were caught by Romanian police, handed over to the MGB (precursor to the KGB), and interrogated and tortured. Lepkivker insisted at first that he was a not a Hasid, aware of Soviet hostility. Dovid Margolin writes:
The interrogator did not buy it. “For someone who claims not to know anything or anyone, what do you have to do with Mordechai Dubin, a major leader of this Chabad conspiracy?” Lepkivker had no idea what he was talking about. “On Purim of 1947 you were in Moscow, and you went to the chief rabbi’s home, and there you and Dubin were whispering with each other.” Yankel once again insisted he did not know what the interrogator was referring to. Then the interrogator pulled out a photograph.
Yankel recognized himself in the photo, which had obviously been taken with a hidden camera. It showed him sitting at a table set for the holiday with an old, white-bearded man whispering into his ear. While he’d heard of Mordechai Dubin, the once-famous and powerful hasidic member of Latvia’s parliament, it was the Soviet secret police who informed him of his interlocutor’s identity on that Purim day in Moscow.
The picture was taken at a clandestine Purim feast, where Dubin taught Lepkivker a niggun, or wordless sacred tune, which the latter would sing for the rest of his life, and teach to his children. You can listen, and read the rest of Lepkivker’s story, at the link.
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