”I hope your mothers are not expecting you soon,” Yossel told Gimpel Peretz and Dudel Lewensztajn after their deacons quorum meeting one week, “because I am going to teach you how to fish.” They’d been excited, their minds filled up at once with images of fish flopping morbidly long after being pulled from the water, but they should have known that Yossel wouldn’t do such a thing on the Sabbath.