“In yeshivah there’s no such thing as sitting around all day doing nothing. We serve Hashem!”
I heard this story at a wedding from my old friend Rabbi Mordechai Pitem, an incredible mechanech and all-around great person. Here is his story, in his own words.
The other day, I went to sign the lease on a Jerusalem apartment that I was renting for my newlywed daughter. The owner was a Sephardic Yid with a ready smile. After we finished our business, he examined me closely.
“You know, you look familiar.”
We tried to figure out where we had met each other. The first few leads came up dry, but when I asked him about his childhood, we nailed it — we had been neighbors in the same Romema apartment building where he had grown up.
By this point I recognized him, too, and the years fell away. I reminded him how we first met.
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