An old Jewish man is lying in his deathbed with his tearful wife by his side.
"Raizel, beautiful Raizel. You were with me many years ago when the Germans took our home and so many of us suffered" to which his wife simply nodded.
"And years later, you were with me when my business failed and I lost nearly everything". And again, Raizel nodded.
"And now, you are here. Through my sickness, to my last moment.
I'm starting to think you're bad luck, Raizel".
