
The Rosh Hashanah lesson in an aged yellow envelope

He knew and she knew. And that was all that mattered

I would allow my mask to fall, my soul to be revealed

The only person to find fault with is the one in the mirror.

“To sing or not to sing,” that was the question

If Ina Perlmuter believed in me, others would follow

Who would give me the final push to the finish line?

He learned firsthand, “What goes around comes around”

“Treat each other this way your entire married life”

“I like being with people who care. That’s why I come”

“Let’s not let a missing chocolate cake ruin our siyum!”