I remember ome evening helping watch Mrs. Altein’s mother, Mrs. Jacobson, before I was married when the young woman who regularly watched her was not available. Although I was very shy and didn’t speak much (and had no idea who Mrs. Jacobson was in Chabad), the one thing I remember was the various pushkas that were on the table that Mrs. Jacobson, although very elderly and not so well at the the time, had set up to count the money to donate.