Apples of Gold Jul/Aug 2019

My wife and I often take the bus to the market. The bus is a wonderful place to meet new people and reconnect with people you have not seen in a long time. Recently, while we were riding the bus, a man who looked like a rabbi approached me. He had a long beard and wore a big black hat. “Do you remember me?” he asked. “No. I believe this is the first time we are meeting,” I told him. He