I WAS A FRIEND OF NANCY’S, yet not a close one. But in a sense we shared
a kindred spirit. I met Nancy a few times around the Upper West Side for Shabbos lunch, etc. I also met her a few times while bicycling in Central Park. A while
ago, Nancy, my friend Amy and I rode for eighteen miles together in Central
Park. So we got a chance to talk awhile.
I also spent a number of seasons racing
(in New York and Colorado). Of those from the frum community,
very few know the dedication
and the heart it takes
to come out in front in a race. Training for the races, especially while
holding down a full-time job, is tough, to say the least.
The love and the spirit must
be there to succeed. I have extended the spirit which we share to many other
passions, often disregarding much else in my life. Nancy was an inspiration
to me, proving that a person can balance a stable work life, be a member
of the Jewish community, and retain the spirit and dedication
The sport of bicycle racing is adrenaline
pumping. The love of nature around you is exhilarating. I try
to extend this to
G-d and religion. When I left
the Colorado Rockies, where there is nothing frum, I praised G-d’s beauty
that I was a witness to for those years. For me that spirit is an important
part of G-d on earth. I appreciated Nancy right away because we had the same
spirit. Others experience that spirit, usually in terms of a short-lived recreational
experience; what Nancy had was way beyond that.
I have spoken about bicycling, yet
most important is that she was a sweet person and a deep down
goodness was apparent
from just a few minutes with her. For
only a few people does that kind of goodness pour out of them so obviously.
I am sure that there are many people
praying for her and her aliyah. While the prayers of many can
serve to lift her,
in my opinion she needs no assistance.