In July 1996, I came
to the synagogue for my first day of work. My father
(Rabbi Frederick Eisenberg) handed me the synagogue
keys and said, ďIím going down to the boat. Call me
if you need me. If you donít call, thatís okay,
too.Ē We have been blessed with a wonderful working
relationship and many good boat rides.
Rabbi Matthew Eisenberg (l) and his father
Rabbi Frederick Eisenberg (r) are one of
the nation's few father-son rabbi teams.
Herbert Ascherman © 2008