Prof. Derenyi's Toast to Theresa

Toronto, on October 19^th, the year of our Lord 1996

Dear Theresa,

Oh horror of horrors!!! and goblins with bags full of "mea culpa", the inexcusable sin has been committed for which I beg for your indulgence. I have missed this festive gathering. Surely I am in the DOGS house now.

My greeting is short, since as a good Christian, I had to type it with the Bible method: "Seek and ye shell find."

Mother Theresa, patron of graduate students, supporter of the old ex DOGS with receding hair line, failing eye sight and lapsing memory, I salute your many talents:

Locating, without a GPS, hopelessly mislaid student files;
Miraculously unearthing long forgotten inquiry letters, sent from distant lands, written in TOEFL English;
Performing the most spectacular wizardry by balancing the GRA and GTA accounts;
Uncovering unfulfilled seminar credits a week before the unsuspecting candidate's expected graduation.

The list goes on and on. Theresa, you were a true manifestation of the slogan:

"The impossible we do immediately,
Miracles take a little longer."

Please remember once in a while of the earthly GGE you are leaving behind, when you ascend to your heavenly GGE, the Gorgeous Grand-Manan Estate, and send forth the occasional carrier pigeon with a message about your well being. I am sure that Peter can arrange that.

All the best,
Have a rest,
In your nest.
Do not worry,
Do not hurry,
Time is plenty,

With best wishes from the top of the DOGS house,

sincerely yours,

Eugene