I woke up in Israel this morning to the shocking news that a former yeshiva classmate of mine, Nadiv Kehaty, had suffered from a heart attack and passed away while attending his son’s siddur party at school.
He was my age, 30. And now there’s a young woman with no husband and 4 small kids without a father. He lived in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, but you could tell that his heart was still in his hometown of New Orleans from his avid coverage of the NFL scene there.
Nadiv had a true heart of gold, always expressed appreciation, and was always positively encouraging everyone to live life to its fullest. He was always in a good mood and his smile was contagious.
From my very first blog post, my father may not have approved of my latest hobby, but Nadiv was all for it:
His encouragement and hakaras hatov (roughly translated as gratitude) knew no bounds.
It wasn’t anything I did for him in particular. Quite frankly I’m most certainly not worthy of his level of thanks.
But perhaps the following will give a small glimpse into how this man lived his life. How he interacted with everybody he came across and why he touched so many people.
When I thought I was going to visit Israel for the first time but the plans were falling through…
And when the site hit a milestone:
The only happy Purim response:
And from before a fateful trip to Brazil in which I was nearly killed…
To a post referencing a move to a new apartment:
Not even a post on the forums without a thanks:
To my corny engagement post:
When there was a $19 hotel room deal in NYC in 2007 I asked my readers if anyone had an extra night for me and Nadiv emailed me right away that he had a room with my name on it:
While at the hotel I got to chat with many other site readers, and I shared with Nadiv how neat the experience was:
Keep in touch, and have fun.
And keep having fun.
Life is too short to be down.
Too short to be overly critical.
Too short to judge others.
Far too short not to hug your family one more time. Too short not to be able to take off of work and spend one more vacation creating memories with your family that will never be forgotten.
Nadiv lived a life of caring and appreciating everything and everyone around him. The world would surely be a better place if everyone strived to live the same way.
Goodbye from Jerusalem, my friend. I have no doubt in my mind that you’re putting in a good word for us with the One above right now.