He performs nearly 14,000 brises over the course of 40 years in practice. Every time he performs a bris, he saves the foreskin of the child in a very large mason jar.
On the day of his retirement, the mohel takes his giant jar-o-foreskins in to the taxidermist. He hoists and sets the jar on the counter with a large thud and proceeds to explain to the taxidermist just exactly what he has there. The taxidermist asks, "so what did you have in mind to have made out of all of these ... skins?"
"I have thought a long time about this", he said. "I have never been able to decide what would be most fitting as a tribute or keepsake from a life time of work. I leave it to you to decide, I will be back in 2 week. Make me something befitting of your craft and skill."
True to his word, 14 days later the old retired mohel walks back through the door of the taxidermist's shop. He says, "Hello again sir, do you remember me? I was the mohel in here two weeks ago with the large jar." "Of course!", replies the taxidermist. He reaches under the counter and grabs something and then he slaps it on the table top. The mohel looks down at the small rectangular creation and appears confused and a bit disappointed. "I don't understand. I gave you a lot of material to work with. I expected a bit more. What is this, a wallet??", he asks.
"Ahh," says the taxidermist, "but this, this is a very special wallet. If you rub it, it turns into a brief case!"
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