After a long battle with lymphoma, Barry Shuter succumbed to complications from multiple pneumonias last week, leaving behind his wife, Amy, and their 7-year-old triplets. Amy and the triplets will need continued financial help as they learn to live without Barry. The expenses are significant, and they will continue for years to come. To ease their considerable financial burden a trust has been set up that will help with both immediate and longer-term expenses such as bar/bat mitzvahs, tuition, weddings, etc. Please contribute. Checks should be made payable to “Barry Shuter Family Trust.”
Please send to:
441 Oak Avenue
Cedarhurst, NY 11516
Please let me know if you have any questions. And please pass along to anyone you think could help.
Thank you so much for your help.
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(alternative title – How Do I Get the Stains Out?)
In between car pools this morning I figured I would throw in a load of laundry. When I got back and took the load out of the dryer I realized that someone had left a black pen in a pants pocket which had leaked all over the place. My new pink shirt that I have worn once is covered with black splotches. My pink, black and white check shirt that I adore – stained. My tan skirt – ruined. Seems my clothes bore the brunt of the damage. I have no clue which of my progeny was responsible for the errant pen – but was it my fault too for not checking the pockets thoroughly enough? Of course, none of the kids will own up to it being their pen (I found the pieces of the disintegrated pen within the laundry) – and their clothes haven’t really suffered. So who is at fault? What if I do find out who the culprit is – what kind of consequence is appropriate? Buying me clothes to replace the ones that are damaged? What if the kid doesn’t have the money for that?
Part 2 – the dryer drum has ink smeared all over it. Any ideas how to get that off before ruining another load of laundry? Is there anything I can do to rescue my ruined clothes? Or is baked in ink the kiss of death?
Help me here – I am trying to tell myself these are just clothes, no one got hurt, it’s no big deal, but I cannot help but be upset. (Perhaps a little mad at myself too…) – is it possible I can salvage anything from this?
Seriously folks, I was taught that if you take something out and use it, you put it back in the same place. Open something? Close it when you’re done.
I get very frustrated when I go to my local supermarket. People load up their shopping trolleys, shlepp their spoils to their vans, unload into the trunk, and just leave the carts there, or just nonchalantly give them a little nudge so that they cross the parking lot and end up bumping into the sidewalk in front of the store. How hard is it to walk it back to where you took it from, outside of the store, all line up ready for other shoppers?
I even shlepp it back in the snow and the rain (ok, if the boys are with me, they shlepp it back). It’s called being considerate. It’s called doing things the right way. Am I a dying breed? Do people not even care about the small things?
Really. It’s a huge gift that the boys love to read, and that they are most relaxed when curled up with a good book.
I am trying to finish off a few projects for work after tucking the little one into bed (only five times tonight at the last count). But, he keeps finding words that he cannot pronounce or doesn’t understand what they mean.
After about the 7th interruption (I should know better than to try and work while it’s quiet in the house) I told him that I am NOT a dictionary.
He thought for a second and said “You could be. You are full of words.”
What on earth did he mean by that? Was it just an innocent statement or was he saying I talk a lot? Is that a bad thing? Is it a good thing? Do I need more chocolate as I ponder this?
My friend Barry Shuter is in worsening condition. I first wrote about him here. His wife Amy sent out a request for Emergency tehillim for Eliezer Baruch Chaim ben Rochel Leah. The hospital had just called her to say he was failing.
Please take a moment to send up a prayer on his behalf. Thanks.
Follow this link for which tehillim to say. Daily Tehillim
UPDATE at 1.13 pm Baruch Dayan HaEmet – Just heard that Barry has passed away.
I am talking about ChatterBox not the KoD although he certainly has his mushy moments too. ChatterBox is turning NINE (how on earth did that happen so fast) this coming Shabbat and wanted to have some friends over and a cake and candy etc. So we were discussing who and what, and I asked him what type of cake he wanted me to pick up for him. His answer? Ima, I want you to bake me a cake, because nothing you buy will taste as good as your own cooking.
How on earth can one resist such deliciousness? I think this shmoozer has a career as a politician or a lawyer in his future – or maybe a car salesman….
Now to get creative….