Tuesday, January 8, 2008

A story from my Mom's friend

Hey Moishe gang, check out this crazy story:


"A very close friend of one of my dearest friends, who I know very well, recently went to a wedding in New Jersey. A Jewish wedding. Before the ceremony both families were on the stage or bima. The parents of both children had met before, although I'm not sure how many times , but the grandparents who were all alive and in their 80's had never met before. The grandfather of one of the children getting married who had been looking and looking at the grandmother of the other child, finally says to her, "you were my wife". There was silence and he says again, "you were my wife". After talking to each other they confirmed that they indeed were married. They were married very young, had no children and were taken to the concentration camps where they were separated. Both looked for each other after the war ended, but both thought each other was dead. Since most or all of their relatives had been wiped out, they had no one to check with and records were terrible. Sixty plus years later after they had moved to this country and had families of their own, there they were, sitting on a stage watching the grandchildren of their new families getting married to each other and once again becoming family."

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