o.....You didnt get my letter from last week? Whats up with that? Great. I will try to send it again.
I hope I dont date weird girls when I come home, or even worse, boys. Some elders do that.
Tell Grandpa that we have gone by Dave Stahly's home (the guy he sold the engineering branch to in Helena) and his wife came to the door looked out the window, and left. We knocked again and she came to the window and yelled, "were not interested" then I asked if Dave lived there and she nodded and I tried to commence telling her that We werent trying to proselyte but just talk to dave. No luck. We will have to try again.
I have the ultimate story for you guys. It involves Elder Dennis C. Brimhall of the seventy. Once upon a time Elder Brimhall of the seventy visited Helena for stake conference. At the Saturday session Elder JOurney and I got there pretty early to get good seats. I was talking to some people outside while Elder Journey was sitting in our saved spot. I then came in and he told me to save it so that he could go get a drink. He then comes back in a couple of minutes later and says, "Great! I didnt even get a drink." I then asked him why he hadn't and he told me that as he was walking around the corner this gigantic man walks around the corner and shakes his hand striking up a little conversation with him. Our stake president, President Allred, (his wife is the one that served with dad 40 years ago) and introduces Elder Journey to Elder Brimhall. Elder Brimhall then asks Elder Journey where I am, his companion, and he tells Elder Brimhall that I was saving him a seat. Elder Brimhall then says, "What does it say in the white handbook Elder?" Elder Journey replied "Always stay within sight and sound of your companion." Elder Brimhall then suggested, jokingly with soberness and love, that Elder Journey go back and sit down with his companion, me. Oops, strike one. No biggie. Just a friendly reminder right? Ya. It was. Kind of Embarrassing but no big deal. Thats what we thought too. So. The Saturday night session commences and it is absolutely superb. Just great and dandy. Afterwards, we get caught in the crowd and start talking with everyone. Sister Allred talks my head off about England and what not, etc etc. It starts getting pretty late, just about 9:30 (curfew), and we still have to ride our bikes home. (the other Elders took off in THE CARS so we didn't have a ride, big mistake) Plus, Elder Brimhall had already gotten on Elder Journey for not being with me. Elder Journey starts out the door and just as he does Elder Brimhall walks out into the foyer and starts talking with us. Its all good and what not and then Elder Journey says, (knowing that we dont have lights on our bikes and riding IN THE DARK with no Helmets, because we hadnt gotten any yet and it was so cold that we were just riding with Beanies..) "Well Elder Brimhall, we got to be going, its almost that time." Elder Brimhall then says, "good call Elders, we will be seein ya tomorrow." We both bolt out the door and begin to collect our bikes which were hiding behind the bushes when the other Elders call us. I answer the phone and start talking to them then Elder JOurney grabs the phone from me and starts talking to them so that I would be able to get my bike so then we would be able to get the heck out of there. Elder Journey is already on his bike and a good 40 yards away talking on the phone riding into the mist of darkness when I hop on my bike and start pedaling away. So I thought. I then hear this one girl (who we call "Twitch" because her last name is twitchel and she always seems like she is out to get the missionaries) yell out, "ELDERS, WHERES YOUR LIGHTS?" I then stop and look over to see this large siloutte of a crowd walking out the door, in the opposite direction might I mention, to see all 25 people turn around to see whats going on, looking at me, without a helmet, lights, and my companion, trying to escape. I then see this large figure of a man walk into the light of the street lamp and of course, to my astonishment, Elder Brimhall and President Allred with all the other stake authorities. Just Great! As I ride off, he says, "Elders! Wheres your helmets?!" (in again, not a mad, but just a TRYIN TO DO MY JOB type of tone) I then reply, "We dont have any." He replies back, "what does the white handbook say?" I say, (as I am riding away into the bleak and fearsome darkness) "A L W a y s......" As what I imagined my fading voice sounded like as I rode away. I get up to Elder Journey and He says,"GREAT, was that Elder Brimhall?" Then we both rode away in complete humiliation. I cant believe it. I got reamed by a general authority in front of our whole stake. And Elder Journey was nowhere to be seen. It was a good thing President Gardner, President Allred, and Bishop Mckean have good sense of humor. Bishop Mckean found out the next morning and took a little bit of the sting off by telling us about the time he was on his mission and got caught at an outdoor concert by a general authority. I felt better. Then, after the Sunday session President Gardner came up to us and says with a smile, "make sure you stay together, and..... wear your helmets." It was a good experience.
I was also going to let you know. Marie Moore is getting baptized tomorrow and Holli on the 24th. Shes been sober for 18 days! Coffee and cigarettes. whoo. Lets go wheat heat.
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