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Farmington Hills, offers a caring environment
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Residents receive assistance only with the services needed and
requested, encouraging each individual to remain as inde-
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Center residents retain privacy and comfort in individual
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SPECIAL FRIEND from page 26

a better Jew. Sometimes, I'd pull up at
the gas pump next to him at the
Lahser Road Shell. He'd make a joke
about my car or me. We'd shared a
Red Wings game or two.
It wasn't necessarily the game I
remember, it was the conversations
along the Lodge on the way to the
Joe" that have stuck with me.
I have a propensity to whine at
times. Steve was one of the few people
who could look me not only in the
eye but also in my soul and say, "Shut
up and move on." I knew that if he
told me this, it was short and some-
times difficult, but absolutely the
right advice.
I would complain I was searching
for a place to pray that would provide
me a level of spirituality I hungered
for.
Steve told me over and over again
that the "place" had to come from
within.
Steve had another gift as well —
his wife Chayala. The two hosted
Shabbat davening in their living and
dining room until the crowd became
so large that he built an addition we
jokingly referred to as B'nai Levitz.
Here's where it's difficult for me, per-
sonally. In my seven years in Detroit,
the most spiritual moments I felt
came in the Levitz home. L'Cha Dodi
was never as sweet anywhere else.
My walk home during the freezing,
dark Shabbat evenings from the
Levitz's had an extra bounce to it. Sat-
urday afternoons — again with Rabbi
Gross leading — the singing, the food
and the fellowship were overwhelm-
ing. Steve, from the head of the table,
would check to make sure you were
eating. He'd ask every individual at
one time or another about their
spouse, their children.
Many times, you hear or read of
people eulogized with the words,
"His door was always open." With
Steve, it wasn't lip service. It was true.
Steve cared about every Jew. It didn't
matter where you came from and
that's why it's so important that we
never forget what he meant to this
community.
During Sukkot, he'd provide a
"Pizza in the hut" meal for the neigh-
borhood kids. Each year, he'd hold a
breakfast for the National Conference
of Synagogue Youth in honor of his
late mother, Mildred.
One of the highlights of my "spiri-
tual" life occurred last Purim when
Steve's and Chayala's neighbors held a
covered-dish Purim meal after the
reading of the Megillah. It was just

