The time where all of the Melville children were in their
20s simultaneously has come to an end, and none of them were all together
during that time. Ten more years, though, and we'll all be in our thirties.[1]
I'm sorry I didn't get anything sent off for Father's Day. I hope my loving letter will suffice.
This week certainly was new and exciting. I like my new companion, Elder W. He is from Bloomfield, Indiana. He is my tenth companion--I've had five from UT, two from NV, one from CA, one from KS, and now one from IN. My last companion was one of those jerk people who either likes people or hates them, with no middle ground, and he didn't like me.
It was also rainy. The weather's been unpredictable all week, but yesterday it rained most of the day. I like the cool, but I'm not looking forward to the impending 110 degrees everyone's telling us about.
Also, I have complained about the little blue heeler dog where we live. This week it has gone crazy and bites my companion's bike tires. He has not yet punctured them, though. Yesterday we came home after walking around, and it may have been because we were in our black raincoats (I'm not sure), but he was growling. He frequently barks but calms down when we walk by, so I just went past. But he was not calming down so I tried to get up the stairs quickly. I was wearing my rubber overshoes because of the rain, and they felt a little funny. The owner came out and apologized (the dog had never been so aggressive before), and put him away, and Elder Warren came up and found the little chunk of my overshoe he had taken out. This morning when we left he was still in his kennel, but they had put up the short line so he can't get to us. Hopefully they'll keep him on the short line, or not keep him at all, or, best yet, we'll get moved in with members.[2]
It was also the last time seeing our mission president. He shined our shoes, I assume as a type of washing our feet. He's out of the mission home so they can get it ready for President Palmer, so the Clarks are just touring the mission now, saying goodbye.
I am glad for a new start. Elder L. had some bad habits in this area and wasn't too open for suggestions, so now I have the difficult task of basically burning a lot of old patterns down and rebuilding it. I did leave Hayden stronger than I found it so hopefully I will be able to do the same thing here.
We're also unusually busy today so I don't know if I'll be able to write letters today (I couldn't last week, either). Hopefully today I should buy some new shoes, since my Rockports are too worn and my Hushpuppies aren't the most attractive.[3] I also want to buy a jumprope, because it is hard to run or bike during our morning exercise time, and hopefully really doing exercise (which few missionaries do), more than the way I've been doing it, along with all the biking now, I should come home quite slim, and have to buy new pants. (I will be worried about $$ when I get home, though.)
I can't think of anything else to write!
Love,
Elder Melville
I'm sorry I didn't get anything sent off for Father's Day. I hope my loving letter will suffice.
This week certainly was new and exciting. I like my new companion, Elder W. He is from Bloomfield, Indiana. He is my tenth companion--I've had five from UT, two from NV, one from CA, one from KS, and now one from IN. My last companion was one of those jerk people who either likes people or hates them, with no middle ground, and he didn't like me.
It was also rainy. The weather's been unpredictable all week, but yesterday it rained most of the day. I like the cool, but I'm not looking forward to the impending 110 degrees everyone's telling us about.
Also, I have complained about the little blue heeler dog where we live. This week it has gone crazy and bites my companion's bike tires. He has not yet punctured them, though. Yesterday we came home after walking around, and it may have been because we were in our black raincoats (I'm not sure), but he was growling. He frequently barks but calms down when we walk by, so I just went past. But he was not calming down so I tried to get up the stairs quickly. I was wearing my rubber overshoes because of the rain, and they felt a little funny. The owner came out and apologized (the dog had never been so aggressive before), and put him away, and Elder Warren came up and found the little chunk of my overshoe he had taken out. This morning when we left he was still in his kennel, but they had put up the short line so he can't get to us. Hopefully they'll keep him on the short line, or not keep him at all, or, best yet, we'll get moved in with members.[2]
It was also the last time seeing our mission president. He shined our shoes, I assume as a type of washing our feet. He's out of the mission home so they can get it ready for President Palmer, so the Clarks are just touring the mission now, saying goodbye.
I am glad for a new start. Elder L. had some bad habits in this area and wasn't too open for suggestions, so now I have the difficult task of basically burning a lot of old patterns down and rebuilding it. I did leave Hayden stronger than I found it so hopefully I will be able to do the same thing here.
We're also unusually busy today so I don't know if I'll be able to write letters today (I couldn't last week, either). Hopefully today I should buy some new shoes, since my Rockports are too worn and my Hushpuppies aren't the most attractive.[3] I also want to buy a jumprope, because it is hard to run or bike during our morning exercise time, and hopefully really doing exercise (which few missionaries do), more than the way I've been doing it, along with all the biking now, I should come home quite slim, and have to buy new pants. (I will be worried about $$ when I get home, though.)
I can't think of anything else to write!
Love,
Elder Melville
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