“Dying has its Price”
Moshe died. His will provided $40,000 for an elaborate funeral.
As the last guests departed the affair, his wife Sarah turned to her oldest and dearest friend. "Ah, well, Moshe would be pleased," she said.
"You're right," replied Ruth, who lowered her voice and leaned in close "So, go on, how much did this really cost?"
"All of it," said Sarah. "Forty thousand dollars."
"Aw, no!", Ruth exclaimed, "I mean, it was a very grand affair, but $40,000?"
Sarah answered, "The funeral was $6,500. I donated $1,000 to the Synagogue. The whiskey, wine and snacks were another $1,000. The rest went for the Memorial Stone."
Ruth computed quickly.
"Oy Vey! For the love of God, Sarah, $31,500 for a Memorial Stone? How big is it?"
"3 carats."
