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The following is a collection of direct scans from my missionary journal.
I created dozens of mission-related cartoons that were passed around the mission.
Some, much to my detriment, made it all the way to the Missioni President, President Gary Coleman.
Most, however, have been lost. All, that is, except the following:

October 1, 1987 East LA had a 3.6 earthquake. This is how it felt, as did the multiple tremors that followed. Funny how fast the novelty of an earthquake wears off.

Last area. Last companion. I was the DLC. In a threesome.
All mission long, I'd been on a bike. Then we got a car. I, however, never got to ride in it.

A recurring dream I had toward the end of my mission.
An excerpt from my Missionary Journal.
I wasn't trunky. No, not one bit.
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At the end, there was no fighting the trunkiness.
I'll see what ever mission follies I can dig up, so Come back soon! |
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