Yom Kippur Yizkor sermon 5771/2010: "My Eulogy"
The old man asked me, “Will you do my eulogy?” I don’t understand, I said. “My eulogy?” The old man asked again. “When I’m gone.” His eyes blinked from behind his glasses. His neatly trimmed beard was gray, and he stood slightly stooped. “Are you dying?” I asked. “Not yet,” he said, grinning. “Then why - “Because I think you will be a good choice. And I think, when the time comes, you will know what to say.” This was a dialogue that took place between two men, one of whom was a rabbi. But probably not the one you would guess. I just read to you the opening words of Mitch Albom’s book, “Have a Little Faith,” Published earlier this year. And these words are a transcript of a conversation that Albom, the best-selling author of “Tuesdays with Morrie” and other books, had with his childhood rabbi in Cherry Hill, New Jersey, Rabbi Albert Lewis of blessed memory. Rabbi Lewis was a giant among contemporary rabbis. There are actually a number of people in our community w