After everyone else has left the shteble, his son and I stay and wait for him. He faces the wall and prays with excitement and his beautiful voice fills the room with pleasant sounds and words of God. His prayers make you forget the rest of the world. There are six silver candle sticks with long candles standing on a very long table that is covered with a white table-cloth. The orphan girl and the daughter listen intently to every word she reads.
Holy quietness surrounds the home.
The son, and I softly join the singing in hushed voices. Now its time for him to bless the wine. We stand slightly bowing our heads. He holds the big silver wine glass that is filled to the top. For a moment he'll shut his eyes and fall into deep thought.