unclemoshetoonSo, to escape the Polar Vortex, Uncle Moishe and my Aunt were visiting their good friends, the Kaplans, who for many years lived two floors below them in the Bronx but had recently taken to spending the winters in Florida. While they were visiting them, Unc attended their shul with them on Shabbous.

On the first Shabbous Rabbi Blume announced that his sermon the following week would be on the sin of lying and to help everyone to understand it better he asked them to read Leviticus, Chapter 28. The week came and went, and Unc was enjoying the warm Florida sun. On the following Shabbous Rabbi Blume asked, “Nu, how many of you read Leviticus, Chapter 28 since last week?”  Unc looked around the shul as many hands went up. Uncle Moishe smiled as the Rabbi then gently chided his congregation,  “My friends, Leviticus only has 27 chapters. I will now proceed with my sermon on the sin of lying.”