“No, please leave the shampoo! That’s my shadchanta!”
When Mrs. Shira Stern* called me on Chol Hamoed Pesach, I knew it was serious.
Shira’s husband, Moshe, got on the phone and told me that the night before, his wife’s grandfather was taken by Hatzolah to Hackensack Hospital. As a young couple with small children, they couldn’t just drop everything and head to the hospital.
I told them I was on my way to the hospital and would update them as soon as possible.
When I arrived at Reb Shlomo’s room, he greeted me with a warm, “Shalom aleichem! I have no idea why I was brought here! I feel fine. I was a little dizzy last night, so my granddaughter calls Hatzolah? Can’t a 93-year-old man be dizzy without being taken to the hospital?”
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