OUT OF THIS WORLD
Two archaeologists promised themselves if one of them would die, he would return to visit the other and tell him about Heaven. One night the dead one visited the other and says, “Fred, I am visiting you as promised and I have two bits of news; first there are lots of excavations up here, and secondly, you will be directing one next Thursday.”
In 1987, a Polish anti-Communist dissident and Solidarity member, was walking through the suburbs of Warsaw when a black car suddenly stopped and a man was thrown out at the side of the road. The car sped off. He ran over and saw that it was his old friend Moishe who had been beaten almost to death by the Communist Secret Police. He was barely conscious, his eyes opening and closing.
“Moishe, Moishe,” he cried, “It’s me, Abram. Don’t you remember me? We were in Auschwitz together.”
“Ah, yes,” said Moishe dreamily, “Ah yes…Auschwitz.”
Many of the insights of the saint stem from their experience as sinners…Eric Hoffer
I’ll see y’all in the bar!