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So it was an interesting day at the office today.
This guy named Marty Davis comes in. He is telling some interesting stories. Apparently, he also has some contacts. He says he has thirty years of records from all over the world, from different places in America and Russia and so on, all stored in his "6 bedroom villa" in Ashkelon. This piques my intrerest- contacts, they say, are always good to have. He tells us he does philanthropy. Then, about half an hour in, I, in my ignorance, find out that he's the "director general" of the World Zionist Congress! I mean, the World Zionist Congress! He talks a little about how he met this guy, this possible donor, who tells him his life story in three hours. The next time Marty meets him, he starts telling his life story again, but Marty tells him to stop- he's already heard it before. Marty repeats the man's life story back to him in about 40 minutes. Then the man gives him a million dollars. It's all about making connections, Marty says. There was this other time when Marty told a guy who had pledged to give 5 million dollars that he would save on his tax returns if he gave it that day- December 31. So Marty finds a check for 5 million dollars under his hotel door. 5 million dollars. That's just the kind of world we live in, Marty says.
So enough with my text-driven impression of a New-Yorker...
Today I talked to my friend from Tiveria, and we're going to get together sometime soon. It's really interesting how we originally met- I was doing my volunteering program, and we needed another guy one day for mincha or arvit, and we dragged him in. He was running at the time. We arranged to go running the next day with his friends, and then so we became really good friends. It's amazing how these things happen sometimes. He's a ba'al tshevua, has got a really good sense of humor, and is a really good person. It was nice speaking with him.
Tootle-oo! (with an Israeli accent!)
This guy named Marty Davis comes in. He is telling some interesting stories. Apparently, he also has some contacts. He says he has thirty years of records from all over the world, from different places in America and Russia and so on, all stored in his "6 bedroom villa" in Ashkelon. This piques my intrerest- contacts, they say, are always good to have. He tells us he does philanthropy. Then, about half an hour in, I, in my ignorance, find out that he's the "director general" of the World Zionist Congress! I mean, the World Zionist Congress! He talks a little about how he met this guy, this possible donor, who tells him his life story in three hours. The next time Marty meets him, he starts telling his life story again, but Marty tells him to stop- he's already heard it before. Marty repeats the man's life story back to him in about 40 minutes. Then the man gives him a million dollars. It's all about making connections, Marty says. There was this other time when Marty told a guy who had pledged to give 5 million dollars that he would save on his tax returns if he gave it that day- December 31. So Marty finds a check for 5 million dollars under his hotel door. 5 million dollars. That's just the kind of world we live in, Marty says.
So enough with my text-driven impression of a New-Yorker...
Today I talked to my friend from Tiveria, and we're going to get together sometime soon. It's really interesting how we originally met- I was doing my volunteering program, and we needed another guy one day for mincha or arvit, and we dragged him in. He was running at the time. We arranged to go running the next day with his friends, and then so we became really good friends. It's amazing how these things happen sometimes. He's a ba'al tshevua, has got a really good sense of humor, and is a really good person. It was nice speaking with him.
Tootle-oo! (with an Israeli accent!)