Thursday, February 8, 2018

Letter #25

Sad to hear my boys went down, but they went down respectfully, let's be honest, If we won them all, everyone would stop watching. Thanks for keeping it interesting, Pats.



As far as great stories or miracles, this week was a little dry, but we made a lot of good progress with some investigators.

I repped Pats colors on Sunday, which I figured merited a photo shoot. Unfortunately, we were lacking a photographer with any kind of adequacy, so just zoom in and imagine really good, really dramatic lighting.


Other than that, Boston continues to be my city, half the ward is now convinded that my dad is African (some things never get old), and I still miss you all (or at least most of you) and I love you and I promise to try to have some better adventures next week. :)

Love,
Elder He Already Has Five?

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