So, a few things. I didn’t write about it, but I remember the baptism at Rockaway Beach. It was the only baptism I went to at the beach. I remember there being a dozen missionaries there and the beach was loaded with hundreds of people if not more, all in their swimming attire. After the person was baptized, everyone on the beach started clapping. Yes, we did have pagers. I had one. I thought I was cool beans.
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June 17, 1996
Wow, it’s kinda weird to think about. I have spent about ½ of my mission in one place, Jamaica. I only need one more month and that will have been it. […]
June 18, 1996
Mission conference was excellent. Very. That’s about all I can say. President Bailey rocked us with a talk about how it’s an honor to be called a Mormon. It truly is.
June 19, 1996
Well, Edler left today. […]
June 20, 1996
Wow, I felt lots of peace yesterday […] We went to JFK Airport. It was like a cap to the Elder […] experience. […] There were a lot of missionaries going home on layovers. It was pretty cool. One missionary said wow, you got a pager to [Elder]. I smiled […] They didn’t understand the things we would tell them about New York. […]
June 21, 1996
Wow, what a day. We went to go and see a baptism over in Far Rockaway. Some elders came and picked us up in the mission van. The car ride was long. But we saw a baptism in the ocean on Rockaway Beach. It’s New York you just do it. Nobody really cares. [Elder] coming in caught a wave to body surf in. It was a nice time down there. Then we had the same long ride back. The mission van was like the Jamaican Dollar vans, kinda funny. […]
June 22, 1996
First of all, we went to a picnic. We were in charge of the games. We had so much fun. The games were a blast. The members loved them. So, we got back but first all the big story was the bus. We had to wait an hour for the bus each way. Then we were going out to see old man Withers. I was praying and couldn’t even say his name, the only name that would come out of my mouth was Fransisco. I even tried not to say his name but it still came out, so after Antero’s, we rode up on bikes to Francisco’s. He was sitting out on someone’s stoop. So, we talked and his mom and grandma saw. I felt we were inspired to do it then it rained on us on the way back a bunch. Oh well, and we got home late. To top off the day it was my mail day. […]