It must be my lucky week. Not only did I get called to the Torah last week at the bat mitzvah of a super-excited 50-something, but a week later I got to hold the chuppah at the wedding of two super-excited 80-something. Nine years into the second marriage for each of them, Norma and Len decided that during their trip to Israel, they wanted to have a Jewish ceremony. A friend of theirs from Jerusalem organized it and got rabbi, and it happened to take place at my yeshiva. For weddings as well as bat mitzvahs you need 10 people, and since the couple, their friend, and the rabbi only numbered four, they asked the yeshiva students if we would help make a minyan. I think we ended up having close to 20 people, and it was a beautiful wedding. Despite the fact that this was not only the second marriage for each, but also the second wedding for that couple, they both looked nervous and excited and had tears in their eyes the whole time.
At the end, a bunch of the guys grabbed a chair and lifted up the groom (who didn't seem to either walk or talk much), as is, I guess, customary at Jewish weddings. To my surprise, his bride was overjoyed. She said it made his day. Although, adorably, he barely seemed to notice.
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