By Leibel Estrin
Many years ago, two elderly widowers were speaking.
“I don’t understand something,” one of the old men began. “Both of us loved and lost our wives. But I am inconsolable and you seem to be coping. What is your secret?”
“I spend my days with company,” the first widower replied.
“Nonsense,” the other widower replied. “I know that your house is as empty and as quiet as mine.”
“I don’t mean that I spend it with people. I spend it with Rashi, Maimonides, and many other great rabbis. Their words speak to me and I listen.”
Maaseh sh’ hoya – I knew both men!