A Speedy-ish Recovery
Rabbi Kozlowky gets sick and is admitted to Cedars-Sinai Hospital for treatment. A few days after he is admitted, Max, the shul's secretary, goes to visit him.
"Rabbi," says Max, "I'm here on behalf of our Board of Trustees. They have asked me to bring you their good wishes for a speedy recovery and their hope that you should live to be 120."
"Thank you," says Rabbi Gold, "I'm pleased to hear of their good wishes for me."
"And so you should be, Rabbi," says Max, "it was touch and go for a while but the final vote on whether we should send you any good wishes ended up 11 to 9 in your favor."