I'm still in a state of shell-shocked sudden-ness and mouth agape amazement.
The phone call came in, requesting Israel's presence pronto.
How on earth would we manage to pull this one off?
A quick phone call, massive google searches, and some creative ingenuity on everyone's part has resulted in Mission Accomplished.
Grandpa and Israel are successfully ensconced by LA traffic, armed with a GPS system, and a slew of notes. A little getaway, just the two of them.
The stuff memories are made of.