A bunch of elders did a “Last Supper” for outgoing missionaries last night. They all used bed sheets as togas, dragged a table into their residence, and piled the table up with all the food they had received in the mail. It was more of a feast really. We also got locked out of our bedroom without a key, nametag, or key card for the buildings. We had to find some side entrance to get to the office to get a key.
Thanks for the watch, though I’m wondering why you bought a new one instead of sending me that really nice one in the 9¢ container that you got me. Also, who sent the donuts? The other elders and I really appreciated that. Thanks for the chips and salsa too.
I had a pretty similar experience to yours [Dad] when we came back from class and heard the [BYU vs. Boise State football] game going and a bunch of cheering. I figured you guys would be there. We stopped by the fence to catch the score, but that was about all we allowed ourselves. Some other elder stayed out until lights out though.
And thanks for all the help Mom.
I'll send some pictures later today.
P.S. This is an email to everyone. Nathan said Mom got irritable last time.