Two friends who had not seen each other for a few years met one morning and reminisced about places they had visited together. One then said, “You look sad. Is everything alright?” “No,” he replied. “Only a few weeks ago I had the sorrow of burying my wife.” “What?” exclaimed the first, “I was at her funeral three years ago.” “That was my first wife,” the sad man explained. “This was my second who died.” “Oh, I hadn’t heard that you were married again. Mazel Tov!”
06/10/2021