Monday, June 10, 2019

Letter #93

Real quick

We had zone conference, had to help a couple of elders toughen up and take a flu shot needle.

Last normal interview with the President.

The secretary let me send my ticket request in.

Some lady in the thrift shop gave me a free pair of shoes which will save me from having to try to save the old ones.

My companion ripped his pants, literally, jumping away from a dog turned wild, we got out of there quick, and I stayed closer to his side than normal.

Gonna see if we can get to the temple this week.

Love,

Elder Rip-Away Slacks

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