I'm happy for you. I'm happy for Ellen. I can only imagine that you and Ellen are jumping for Joy... whoever she is...
I'd be glad to take you for a donut....Later. Love, Izzy
George and Ellen Schmidt
Hi Izzy,
Thanks for your good wishes. I am gradually getting my strength back but still having pain so taking it easy, along with occasional Tylenol, and trying to move about gradually. Katherine was here briefly over the weekend and will be back and forth until permanent work comes along in Toronto. Don't worry about the books for now.... we have no classes from now through the 27thdue to Pesach HaGadol(The Great Passover).
I have an appointment next Wednesday (23rd) with the Urologist at which time he will remove the catheter and the rest of my staples. My plan is to hit a Tim Horton's after to celebrate. Maybe we can connect then. Bring the books and the coffee and donut is on me.
Mazel Tov and Shalom for now. George
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thanks for the email
I guess this means you're all better and back home!
Thanks for the joke.
I have the books we discussed.
Shall I drop them off?
All the best in physical, mental and spiritual health.
Love,
Izzy.
George and Ellen Schmidt
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From: George and Ellen Schmidt
Subject: Fw: Jewish Divorce - very funny
An elderly man in Miami calls his son in New York and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing.
Forty-five years of misery is enough." "Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams. "We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the old man says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her,"and he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone, "Like hell they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this."
She calls her father immediately and screams at the old man, "You are NOT getting divorced! Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up ..
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says,
"They're coming for Passover and paying their own airfares."
Forty-five years of misery is enough." "Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams. "We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the old man says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her,"and he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone, "Like hell they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this."
She calls her father immediately and screams at the old man, "You are NOT getting divorced! Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up ..
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says,
"They're coming for Passover and paying their own airfares."
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