A man walks out to the street and catches a taxi just going by.
He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, “Perfect timing.
You’re just like Frank.”
Passenger: “Who?”
Cabbie: “Frank Feldman.. He’s a guy who did everything right all the time.
Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happened like
that to Frank Feldman every single time.”
Passenger: “There are always a few clouds over everybody.”
Cabbie: “Not Frank Feldman.
He was a terrific athlete.
He could have won the Grand-Slam at tennis.
He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star
And you should have heard him play the piano.
He was an amazing guy.
Passenger: “Sounds like he was something really special.”
Cabbie: “There’s more. He had a memory like a computer.
He rememberedeverybody’s birthday.
He knew all about wine, which foods to order and
which fork to eat them with.
He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out.
But Frank Feldman, could do everything right.”
Passenger: “Wow, some guy then.”
Cabbie: “He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams.
Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them.
But Frank, he never made a mistake, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good.
He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too –
He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake.
No one could ever measure up to Frank Feldman.”
Passenger: “An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?”
Cabbie: “Well, I never actually met Frank,
He died and I married his  wife.”