Mayberrys and Hootervilles
I had thought you sent my package a while ago, so I was
worried it had gotten lost in the mail or something. Our address is
104 E Second Ave #9
Ritzville, WA 99169
Thursday would be the best day for it to come, because we
are usually home doing our weekly planning on Thursday mornings (the mail comes
around 11:00).[1]
Friday would be the second best day. Because I don't know what week you're
planning on sending it I cannot give you further details about when would be
best, but generally Wednesday would be third in preference. We asked our
neighbors if they'd seen a package--she said she hadn't, and a few days later
she told us--without us asking--she still hadn't seen it, but she was watching
out for us.
It's interesting how small these towns are. The new
investigator I mentioned last week said she knew one member of our church, but
further discussion among members has revealed that half the branch knows at
least of her. Several of the youth and parents know her 16-year-old daughter;
at least one knows of the 13-year-old; another family has a Down syndrome
daughter who goes to the same school as her Down syndrome son. One family has
been close friends for years.
We also made it to another small town, Lind, south of
Ritzville. There we met a 20-year-old who moved from England a year ago, and
actually missionaries in Moses Lake had given him a Book of Mormon the day
before we happened to be in Lind, where he lives. In Priesthood Executive
Committee we mentioned him, and many people knew him. We also saw a
less-active, and at least one person knew her, but didn't know she was a
member, so he knew her but not through the Church.
It is not at all uncommon to see the same people many times
a day in various places throughout the town. The noisiest thing in Ritzville is
the train. (Of course, that doesn't say much; we live pretty close to the
tracks.) There are lots of churches in the area, and they play patriotic songs
on bells at various times throughout the day. (I hope they change their music
for Christmas.)[2]
Well, the email's acting weird today, and I don't know how
much longer I have. So, I'll close now.
Love,
Elder Melville
extra time
It seems I do have a little extra time but I don't know how
much.
I got Kadee's announcement this week. Congratulations to
them for getting m=
arried in St. George.[3]
I am always excited for holidays. For Halloween we are
having a district me=
eting that night so we're not among the costumed people. We
are allowed t=
o do fun stuff as well during the meeting. The New Year was
the most fun =
holiday I've had so far on my mission.
I'm stretching anymore to think of stuff. Sorry. Good job on
Allie knowing =
her phone number, goose![4]
Love,
Elder Melville
sorry, me again
OK, sorry this is the third note. I need to be more
organized, too.[5]
We had interviews this week and President Clark told me I
may be here for a while. I do feel like this is my area, more-so than East
Wenatchee at least. There, Elder B. had been there seven months so I felt like
it was his area, then with Elder D. it was his first time being senior
companion so it went to his head, causing him to be mean and bossy and wanting
to take over. Mead I have a special attachment to but I wasn't as good during
my second three months there (Elder C. was a wicked, wicked missionary but I
didn't realize it at the time). Next week we'll actually be driving through
Mead (I think) to go to Zone Conference. That will be a nice reminiscence.
[1]
My mom wrote, “Your package: I am sorry
that you have such a dilinquent mother.
I am not even close to sending the rest of the package. It will be at least another week or two. If you give us your address is [sic]
Ritzville we can send it from here so it gets there on a specific day. Just let us know what day of the week would
be best.”
[2]
They did, and I think they even played some Thanksgiving music.
[3]
This is my cousin.
[4]
My mom’s email to me had said, “Did you see that? Allie just gave you her phone number. She has always told us that she doesn't know
it, but she just wrote it for you!! She
says to tell you, ‘I go to school, goose.’”
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