The Rabbi’s Final Lesson One afternoon, a synagogue’s Senior Rabbi invited the Assistant Rabbi in for a chat. “Nu? As you know, 53 years I’ve led this Holy Congregation. Next week, I’ll retiring. Before I move to Florida and you never hear from me again, do you have any last questions? Are there any great words of wisdom or final lessons that I can impart on you?” The Assistant Rabbi squirmed in his seat nervously before answering. “Um, yeah. It’s kinda embarrassing but there’s one thing. On the High Holidays we’re up on the Teba (reading podium) praying for four, six, sometimes 8 hours straight. And I gotta know. When you’re up there for so long, what’s more comfortable — boxers or briefs?” The Senior Rabbi leaned over, winked, and whispered “Depends.”