A rabbi had a terrible car wreck and was rushed to a local Catholic hospital.
After the doctors patched him up, he recuperated in the orthopedic ward for several weeks.
As he recovered from his injuries he became friends with the Sister who was a nurse there.
One day, she came into his room and noticed that the crucifix on the wall was missing.
She asked him in a good natured manner, “Rabbi, what have you done with the crucifix?”
“Oh, sister,” chuckled the rabbi, “I just figured one suffering Jew in this room was enough.”