by Rabbi Yoseph Kahanov Jax, FL
Abe Steinfeld is pretty sure that the man on the street he’s just run into looks exactly like his old friend Sam.
“Sam,” he says, “Is that you?! Why, you’ve put on a ton of weight and your hair has turned so gray. You seem a few inches shorter than I recall and your cheeks are puffy. What’s happened to you Sam?” You sound so different; gosh, you even walk differently.
“My name is David, not Sam and I don’t know you from Adam,” replies the gentleman; half amused and half bewildered, “so why don’t you just buzz off”
“Wow!” says Abe: “Look at you, you son-of-a-gun! You even changed your name.”