One day, people noticed Rabbi Nosson Tzvi Finkel (1849-1927), the Alter of Slabodka, enjoying a private banquet. What was the occasion? He had been told that a man in a far-off land — whom he did not know — had won a great prize. So the Alter was full of joy for him. And so he made himself a party.
— Alan Morinis in Every Day, Holy Day