Our post-war Manhattan apartment building is undergoing a major renovation – new elevators, new lobby furniture, new carpeting, crown molding, wallpaper and lighting on all floors, and new saddles, bells and knobs for all our apartment doors.
The construction company hired for the job sent a friendly crew of guys who enjoy the cookies I offer them. Yesterday as I was leaving my apartment I overheard a sweet conversation between two of the men who were working down the hall.
“What’s that I see mounted up on some of the doorframes?”, one fellow asked.
“It’s a Jewish custom”, the other guy explained, “I think they’re put up there to bless the home.”
Ah yes I thought, and how often in our busy lives do we rush out the door and forget? And I reached up to touch the mezuzah on our doorpost.
Dana Susan Lehrman
So sweet.
Thanx Margery, looking forward to reading your blog!
A beautiful tradition.
I love this story…yes, they are sweet guys and so are you, to give them cookies! Elizabeth
Thanx neighbor, won’t our building look snazzy!
very nice if only you were Jewish ( LOL )
At least some of my best friends were – like my mom and dad!
A sweet story about a wonderful custom.
Thanx P, and bless you my friend!
We went through yet another building redo a couple of years ago.
You do get to know the workers and your anecdote is lovely.
Yes, they’re a crew of noisy but lovely guys!
and what kind of cookies?
Chocolate chip – seems the universal favorite!