A Jewish man, Abram, is on his deathbed His faithful wife Sarah of 50+ years is by his side. While he's suffering through his illness, he turns to his wife. "Sarah, we've been married for over 50 years. When the Nazis came through our village and took us to a concentration camp and we somehow survived, you were there with me." Sarah replies "I was, Abram." Abram says "and when the economy went down, and our business went under, you were there with me." Sarah replies "I was, my love." Abram says "and when we lost our home, and had to live in a shack, you were there with me." She says "yes sweetheart, I was." Abram says "and when our children rebelled, and got in all sorts of trouble, and we didn't know what we would do to get them on the right path.... you were there." Sarah is tearing up at this point over all the times they've been through. "I was Abram." Abram looks at her with a serious face. "I'm beginning to think you're bad luck, Sarah."