Last Sunday night I got into email and read some news. That night there was a blue moon. Go figure. Did you know what that was? I read all about it, grabbed my camera about 10:30-11pm and ran outside and it was completely overcast. No pic.

On Monday morning we went for a walk and guess what, the blue moon was now in the West and I snapped a pic or two of it. As soon as I got a couple of pics, the clouds completely covered it again and it was over. So all that hype about Once in a Blue Moon is really true!

We had arrivals last Monday and then Tuesday was transfer day. It was a very cold day. I think it was 30*. This is Dad and I with Elder Bergeson. He has been one of the AP's these last twelve weeks and we have grown to love him. He is going home to California, northern.

Transfer day and this is Sister Fakai (fa-kaw-e). She is a bright ray of sunshine in our mission. From Australia and has a real accent. The middle is Sister Hinckley. She arrived on Monday. And then Sister Lasalosi (la-sa-low-se) another one that I would love to bring home with us. She did leave on Wednesday and went home to West Jordan (I think). Anyway she is close. A sweet story about her. She was not able to fly with the rest of the group because of a mixup and so her aunt flew out to pick her up. The President and his wife dropped her off at the Continental terminal. They walked in and there was her aunt and as she looked down the corridor--she saw her mother. She ran to her and they embraced. She had not seen her mother in 6-7 years. She had been in SLC going to school and her mother and father flew in from Tonga to see her and mom surprised her by coming to the airport to pick her up. Quite a reunion.

Another Sister I would like to claim. Sister Sasaki.

Dad even gives hugs to the Sisters as they leave! She has been a wonderful missionary. And she has a beautiful voice. We went over to the VC on Sunday afternoon and she sang O Holy Night for us. It was amazing. We plan to see her in Hawaii someday!

At the mission home on Thanksgiving. After dinner we decorated the home for Christmas. This is Elder and Sister Bouy and Sister Williams, who is going home on Tuesday. She lives in our building and we will miss her, then me and Dad.

Elder Stutz and Sister Stutz and the President decorating the tree.

I told you there would be more. Here is another church in the same area. And I know of two more that are not close by.

Their name of the church...

and the church itself.

Another of those berry trees that I love. This one has orange berries.

On Saturday we had an all mission conference. We picked up 10 Sisters at 6:30am in the brand new van and headed to Topeka. Got there a little after 8 and filled the chapel with missionaries after 8:30am. I went and got the mail all sorted out on the stage and came in a little late and tried to find Dad. I was looking for him on the sides toward the back. No luck. He was about 5 rows back right in the middle. And I was late. Had to climb over several people to sit by him.

But the meeting had started and you are spposed to sit with your companion! One of the twelve apostles, Elder Richard G. Scott, was in Topeka for a stake conference and wanted to talk to the missionaries. It was a glorious three hour meeting. It was very different than others we have had but a lot was taught and it was very spiritual. I have always loved to hear Elder Scott speak. He is so deliberate with his speech, so quiet and such a gentle spirit. He just makes me feel very calm and peaceful. He bore a beautiful testimony of the Savior.

After the meeting ended at 12, a Relief Society had prepared chili and soups and other good things for all to eat. They probably fed 300 people at least. But with Sister Bouy and I being in charge of the Christmas program, we had to have a practice. Can you believe that that assignment fell into our laps. I don't know how it happened. So what we did was call upon a member in one of the wards here who has a music store with her husband and she wrote a program for us. It has been very stressful because it took her much longer than we had hoped to get it on paper. But she actually drove to Topeka and went through the songs with the little choir we had chosen and she thinks the whole thing will happen. We are excited, but it has certainly been weighing on our back shoulders. We assigned all the parts and I am sure that there will be hurt feelings and all, but what do you do. We kept getting calls about the program and kids who wanted to participate. They had guitar numbers they had been working on. Well, guess what? NO GUITARS. I think the President is not going to allow guitars on special musical numbers any longer. We have had some pitiful numbers, at least by my standards!

As we are walking to the van, the sisters spot this car in the parking lot. We know it is a mission car, it is the type and it has a sign on the back that says CALL ME and tell them how I am driving. A couple of the Elders came over and wrote a message on the car......

Of coarse, they signed it at the bottom--

No idea whose car it was, but I would have loved to see their faces!

This is a couple of Sisters with a member driving them and they are holding up a note for us to read: I'M HAVING A BABY! You have to learn the talk of missionaries. Sister Young had received a call from the AP's telling her that she would be a trainer (a missionary arriving on Monday will be her new companion). Everyone hollered and gave her a thumbs up!

It just keeps going on. Last week was a busy, busy week. Elder Bouy had surgery on his foot a couple of weeks ago. A bunion removed and pins and rods put in two toes. So he had apartments to set up and could not drive, so Dad was the designated driver. They were gone quite a lot last week. And then things came to a head with Sister Lee. She is going home on the 30th of the month. That has been like a nightmare on Walnut Street!

Tomorrow we have 19 missionaries arriving, Tuesday is transfer day and Wednesday is departure day, then Thanksgiving and Friday. Wow! A huge week but All is Well.

More of the Sunday afternoon photo shoot! These are churches that I could walk to in 15 minutes from the mission office. All of them are break-offs from our original church. There are actually about 150 churches that have formed from the original. I am trying to make a collection of as many as I can find.


This is one of the first and was organized by a man named Heddrekite, I think that is how you spell it.

They have a church that we have been into and also own the Temple Site. They think that we are silly to be building temples. They own the original Temple Site and you can read what they say about a temple. We believe that someday this lot will be ours and that we will build a temple here.

Just down the street is the Church of Jesus Christ. Have not been in there, but you see the sign.

This is their all white church.

Another just down the street. The popular name is probably Outreach Restoration Branch.

This is their all white church.

Another within walking distance.

Another very close to where we first lived when we came here. In a very poor, run down part of town. It never looks very used.

We pass this every day on our morning walk.

Once again, I kind of like the stone wall and stairs leading up to it.

So that is five of the 150 and all still cling to some of the original teachings, but most have adapted to their own ways and beliefs.

The missionaries are still working hard and sending in their baptism sheets. We are growing out here where most of the other churches are not. In fact, they are dwindling.

All is Well.

Is it possible for me to do two pics tonight?

On the way to church on Sunday, I was looking down a street and said that on the way home we had to go look at a house. This is it.
As we passed it on the way, I said that it looked like an old barn made into a home. And I think that I am right. Look at that stone foundation. There are lots of homes and fences around here made of different kinds of stone. Lots of limestone for one thing. But that foundation looks so old and then ............

here we have the front of the house. Looks like an old barn to me! I love it. The more I see, the more I love old things.

That's it! (more tomorrow nite. Our ride home from church took about an hour on Sunday, because we did kind of a picture shoot all along the way.)

I really think I am getting way to old to blog. I have tried the last two nights and it did not work for me. Now tonight it does. I do not know the names of all the new gadgets. Cell phone is about as far as I can go and mine is nearly an antique. On Saturday I went to work to try and get my Feedback done. That is a list that I send to the missionaries of their referrals for any number of months. I could not figure out how to print out the labels I needed to mail it to them. I have done it many times, but the program had been changed some and I could not make it work. And then when I printed the feedback it was some sort of computer/digital language. I don't know what it was, but just letters and symbols, etc. Yes, I was in tears and just went home.

So back to my digital camera, I believe it is called. I do know how to take lots of pics and I do that well. It is fun to take a pic over and over and then delete some of them. So here are my latest signs of fall.

How do you like these gold and reds?

Another view of the golds and red.

Close up view of the red leaves. Amazing how you have to go back and back again to get the right lighting.

This is a little bush out in front of the office. I really am drawn to bushes and trees with red berries. I just love them.

Kind of pretty out of the car window on the way to church!

The parking lot at work with the red tree in the distance and then a close up of a tree with those darn little red berries on it.

Worked OK tonight, now I just might try again tomorrow night.

Love to all.

Just a couple of pics under the glass on Dad's desktop.

That is Maggie holding on for dear life as she giggles her little head off! And Mason/Ben holding all of his guns, swords, and who knows what else in the waist of his pants. Doesn't really matter that we have never even seen Maggie ourselves, but these you 19-21 year old Elders come over to Dad's desk and he shows them his grandkids. Like they could be interested!

And then up in another spot, a sleeping Ben/Mason. So sweet. Nothing like a sleeping child. They are truly angelic.


Love and we miss you everyday.

OK, now for the rest of the story! This is the beginning of the bonfire. He went around and poured gas all over it and made a little trail out and then lit it.

See the trail of gas out to the right of the pic. Wow, did it burn in a hurry.

Here the pile is pretty much engulfed.

This is Dad and Elder Bouy and Dale Christensen. He lives in St. Joseph and drives 1 1/2 hours to get to work. Has I think, seven or eight kids and they lived in a single wide trailer for a lot of years while they were building their house. We walked into the house and his wife had fixed 6 big trays of enchiladas with all the trimmings, chips, pumpkin pies. There were people all over. Some eating outside, some inside. Just one of those homes who welcome everyone and she cooks for everyone. Dale reminds me so much of my cousin Keith. Lots of you remember Keith and I got a little teary as I watched Dale and thought of my wonderful cousin. He was riding around on an ATV and put Dad on it and took he for a ride up the hill. Dad loved it. He is full of fun and goodness and just wants everyone to enjoy it all.

This is the full fire. It was huge. Amazing how quickly it burned things up. There were a bunch of tires on the bottom and they were on fire in no time. It was quite an experience. We kept moving back because it was so hot. Just never know what you are going to experience on the mission.

Love you everyday.