Hey ya'll loves,
Just returned from delivering pouch mail (with an elder who drives FAST) and the campr (countryside) is beautiful. So different from the city where we live. Elder Callis (the pouch mail man) is teaching us how for the next several weeks. Our computer is at the mission office where we can email almost at will when we are there. Loved the emails we got today. We love you dearly, dearly and do appreciate your love and support. We REALLY need a car. Don't know how soon, but hope sooner than later. Only three cars in the mission of 160 some missionaries. We have to impose on the office elders to go anywhere we can't walk.
Keep the prayers coming for the gift of tongues. We need it. I'm calming down a bit and can greet and say some things. Every day gets a little better. Dad and I are wanting to speak better and more, but hopefully it will come.
Kiss to our dear family,
Mom
From Dad:
More later. We have to walk home, have lunch, catch a cab to the "Home Depot" type store, buy groceries and cab back home, then be at the office at six to prepare tomorrow's pouches.
Love always,
Dad
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