<table><tr><th>From:</th><th>Mark L. Epstein</th></tr><tr><td>Sent:</td><td>Tuesday, May 5, 2015 8:16 PM</td></tr><tr><td>To:</td><td>jeevacation@gmail.com</td></tr><tr><td>Subject:</td><td>funny kids</td></tr></table>

Back story: the kids have been asking me to get =orses for PA for years. I keep telling them "NO". =#8220;it is too much work and we are not there enough. =eriod."

A few weeks =go I bought a reconditioned old saddle at an auction, it is a work of =rt, heavily carved leather all over, silver medallions, etc. etc. just =o display it. (afterwards I remembered you had =ne in that CT house).

I was in FL =ast week visiting Jason. I told Jason that when he comes =ack to NY he will see the saddle I bought. He then asked =#8220;did you get a horse?" I said "NO, I told you =e're not getting horses".

He then said "wait, you bought a saddle but no =orse?. I said "yeah". He then =aid "You're an idiot!" =nbsp; &=bsp; I'm still =aughing.

Last week l =as having dinner at Serena's with a lady friend. Serena =ame by and said hello. The next day Serena asked me if the =oman I was with was my date. I told her NO, she is just a =riend who is a real estate broker and she wanted =dvice. Serena then asked, "if she is a broker =hy does she need your advice. I told her that "it =asn't for real estate advice, it was for relationship =dvice. I'm deemed an expert". Serena then =aid "yeah, keep telling yourself that!" =with perfect delivery).