Guest guest Posted May 24, 2004 Report Share Posted May 24, 2004 I returned to my parents' home to attend a funeral. At the temple, my mother led me to a man who looked vaguely familiar. " Barbara, remember Rabbi Green? " she asked as she left me in his company. I frantically tried to place him, and suddenly it came to me. He was the kind man who, five years earlier, had officiated at my grandmother's funeral. " It's good to see you again, Rabbi, " I said. " Though I wish it weren't always under such tragic circumstances. " The rabbi looked perplexed but uttered some words of con- solation before he was called away. A few minutes later, I rejoined my mother. " Imagine, " she whispered, " after all this time, to run into the rabbi who performed your wedding! " Get your FREE personalized email signature at My Mail Signature! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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