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He was both wise and kind. I met him in 1967. I was a young seminary student, who had the honor of walking Rabbi Heschel, to my dorm. I realized we had some fresh cookies just out of the oven. Wanting to be a good hostess to this esteemed visiting professor, I offered him the cookies, in all sincerity. He honored my sincerity, took two cookies, thanked me and said,"I will take these on my trip with me." Only as he left, did I remember that he was a kosher living rabbi. The cookies had not been baked in a kosher kitchen. He was both kind and truthful. He did not embarrass me,but he never said he would eat them, so he remained truthful.