I remember it well, as if it was yesterday, yet it was May 1972. We had gone to see the movie “Fiddler on the Roof,” a musical that would have a lasting impact on me. As the house lights went down in a small theatre in Spokane, Washington, I was drawn into the story of Teyve, the Dairy man and his family.

I was unmarried then, so the role of Yenta, the matchmaker intrigued me. However, it was the burning question that Tevye asked his wife Golde that has lingered in my mind. “Do you love me?” he asked her, to which she aghast replied, “Do I what?”

His repeated question brought forth a list of ways in which she tried to prove her love for him. “For 25 years I’ve washed your clothes, cooked your meals, cleaned your house, given you children, milked your cow…if that’s not love, what is?” After the back-and-forth banter they come to the conclusion, “then you love me?” to which the other replies, “I suppose I do.”

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