Famed Wild West lawman Wyatt Earp was married to a Jewish woman and was buried in a Jewish cemetery. We wonder...
"Honey, I am home!"
"Well, look who the cat dragged in. Wyatt Berry Stapp Earp!"
"Glad to see you too, honey."
"Don't you honey me, Wyatt! Do you know what time it is?"
"It's five past seven."
"Five past seven, five past seven. Do you know what DAY it is, Wyatt?"
"Ummmm... Tuesday, ma'am."
"That's right, Wyatt, Tuesday! And where were you the whole week-end?"
"Lawing and policing, ma'am."
"Lawing and policing! Look at him, the bigshot gunslinger! Oh, why didn't I listen to my mother! She always said you were no good for me! Marry a doctor, she said! Hyman Moskowitz! You remember Hyman Moskowitz, Wyatt?"
"He has his own hospital now, Wyatt! His own hospital! And I could have been... Mrs. Hyman Moskowitz. Josephine Sarah Moskowitz. Just rolls off your tongue, doesn't it?"
"I... I am sorry?"
"You? You are sorry! Don't you know that we were supposed to go to Uncle Schlomo's for Shabbat dinner?"
"Josie... I forgot."
"You forgot! You never liked Uncle Schlomo, didn't you?"
"I like your family just fine..."
"You say that NOW!"
"Josie... How can I make it up to you?"
"Oh, Wyatt, my little goytchik. How could you ever make it up to me?... Here, sit down, eat."
"What is... that?"