It warms the cockles of my heart:
A little note and a packet of biscuits left by two Venerable tzefus before they left for Taiwan in the wee hours of the morning while I was still soundly asleep, after spending a few days at my place, sometime in August 2010. They kindly and thoughtfully turned down my offer to send them to the air port lest in my sleep-deprived state as a result of having to rise up early I would not be able to concentrate at work the next day. The parents of one of the tzefus came to fetch them instead.
One of the tzefus gave me a small diary with notes of encouragement, which I very much treasure:
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