Pulling his derby far down on his spreading earsfor it would be disrespectful to stand uncoveredFrank Fink stepped panting before the bench of the Jewish Court of Arbitration, a court for New York's ghetto disputes. "Weh zu mir!" he wailed; "Woe is me." Swaying from side to side he pleaded in stricken Yiddish his complaint against the Abertiner Burying Society, of which he is a member.
Ancient rabbinical law declares that men and women should be buried in different parts of the cemetery. And yet ... tsooris! ... the Society had just sold a plot, for $1,000, to a man who said...