From the American Scene: In Tails, Tallis, and Tachrichim
WHEN Jake Hammer died he sure made us trouble. Naturally, you’ll ask how could Jake make trouble if he was dead? That’s precisely the point.
Among our Jewish people, it appears, you shouldn’t die in the summer, not if you don’t want to make trouble. I was talking to Morris Teitelbaum from Newark, where they have shuls by the dozen and some even with two rabbis; but over there too, it seems, they’ve got the same sort of tsores. Of course when a poor man dies in the summer, the assistant rabbi takes over. But if one of the bigwigs, a Barney Rossman, heaven forbid, passes on and the senior rabbi, naturally, is away on vacation, God knows where-then you’ll hear about it, I promise you. And so will the rabbi-on his return.
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