I found this story about r' kahane somewhere

[habiru]

Once upon a time:

The following story was told by Binyamin Zev Landau, member of a distinguished Satmar family and student of Rabbi Meir Kahane who has been faithful to his path all his days.

My mother Sara Chaya of blessed memory was a survivor of the Nazi holocaust whose entire family was slaughtered on European soil. Sara Chaya the youngest survived escaped to America and there started a family including myself.

I remember when I was a boy, my father would escort me every day to school and after, he would continue to his place of employment. One morning I didn't want to do to school and after my father escorted me to school, I said goodbye and took a few more steps in the direction of the building where my class was held. After my father crossed the street and wasn't looking back I snuck out the door so the watchman wouldn't see me and followed my father. My father walked a few more blocks and then turned to enter the subway. I got on after him and when I saw from a distance that my father was getting off I did as well and continued to follow him.

When I got to the entrance of the large building where he worked I was worried they wouldn’t let me enter so I build up my courage and shouted "Father". My father turned around, surprised and asked "Binyamin, what are you dong here". He wasn't angry and when I explained to him why I didn't go to school he replied "Fine, occasionally everyone feels like breaking out of their daily routine, since you are already here come in with me and see what I do at work. For me this was very enjoyable, and in the afternoon we even went to eat together this was a "workers lunch" which really appealed to my palette…

When we arrived home in the evening, I told the whole story to my mother. Sara Chaya, my mother, became very angry and shouted at me for skipping school. She even called the principal and "ratted" on me. She kept asking how can it be that a child can simply leave school so easily without the guard noticing! I stood there in shame, no excuses would suffice.

In spite of my mother's anger I would again skip school as the years passed but for an entirely different reason.

This was during the cold war between he US and the Soviet Union. The Iron curtain trapped many people and especially prevented the Russian Jews from emigrating to Israel and practicing their Judaism (and Zionism). Several Jews (among them Joseph Mendelovitz) attempted to hijack a plane in Russia in order to get to Israel. They were caught and sentenced to a long prison sentence—some were even placed on death row. In response Rabbi Kahane organized activism and demonstrations in order that these prisoners of Zion would enter the public discourse. The demonstrations were stormy and more than once I took a beating from the police.

I returned home beaten and bruised forgetting about the physical pain I was experience and worrying more about the pain of infuriating my mother by skipping school. But to my surprise, my mother wasn't angry at all. On the contrary she burst into tears and said "The Jews of America did almost nothing for their brothers in Europe during the holocaust because they feared President Roosevelt. If Rabbi Kahane were around during the holocaust perhaps there would not have been a holocaust. Rabbi Kahane feared no man and was only concerned about his Jewish brethren. The same way he worries about the plight of Russian Jewry he would have concerned himself with the Jews of Europe and perhaps due to the public attention he would have caused, the holocaust wouldn't have continued.