It would definitely not have been angry. They liked each other. The Rabbi came over for dinner all the time and stuff. It was weird, his religion was only vague deism and my mother is an atheist but they both got super involved in the temple in their old age, long after I had moved away. My father is no longer with us, but my mother still goes every week. She was even president of the temple for a while. But if you asked her, she would say, “I don’t believe in any of it.”