Just as I was having my first sip of coffee at the airport I got a call on my cell phone from JFK in New York…someone turned in my field kit…so hopefully some youngsters didn’t try and assemble it and record over it making lude noises or something…but regardless, I have my field kit back…oh thank God I have my field kit back…I’ll pick it up as soon as I land in NYC. Baruch Hashem!
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