She let nothing interfere with his schooling.

When times were bad, and her husband came home with his goods unsold, she borrowed and begged, till the rebbe's fee was produced.

If bad luck continued, she pleaded with the rebbe for time.

She pawned not only the candlesticks, but her shawl and Sabbath cap as well, to secure the scant rations that gave the young scholar strength to study.

More than once in the bitter winter, as my father remembers, she carried him to heder on her back, because he had no shoes; she herself walking almost barefoot in the cruel snow.