February 8, 1997, Saturday
Well, our first snow, real snow, and it did it all day. Cool. We went to Canarsie for a Street Meeting in front of the Mall there. It was all right. We only worked a little because it took so long to get there and back. How everything is slow to start and slow to end. My converts went to the temple today. Wow, I’m wondering how they enjoyed it. I hope a lot. I was really surprised at something I got in the mail on Wednesday. A chain letter… What? The letter said, kiss someone for good luck. But then you could tell it was from Satan because he thinks up threats of death or dread if you don’t follow. I thought it was odd of someone to send it to me.
February 9, 1997, Sunday
Well, we went out hoping for a miracle yesterday. […] We had one gator there, Juan Campo Verde, who didn’t show up. But, David, he’s good. We talked to him about baptism and we worked with him. He decided to go to our baptism with us. We were at the baptism and my companions and Hermano Mungia told him about their baptismal experience. He turned to my companion and said, how many people are getting baptized today? My companion said 1 or 2. 2 if you get baptized. He turned to my companion again and said, I want to get baptized. Let’s go say a prayer first. They got me, I was surprised. We prayed he got dressed and we did it. The bomb. It was exactly four days from after I got my chain letter on Wednesday […]. I can’t believe people would give missionaries things like that. It’s of Satan, threatening death or pain and agony. So, screw Satan and his BS. Oh well. Oh ya, and my converts loved the temple. It was pretty cool. They enjoyed the whole trip. Even though they were a little tired because they got there at 4 AM. But they had a wonderful time. A miracle baptism.
February 10, 1997, Monday
I can’t remember what happened.
February 11, 1997, Tuesday
We had Zone Meeting. Nice. I loved it. Wow. It was the bomb. We did our best. We’re fired up. So is everyone else. There’s a lot of competition. Oh ya. [President] Bailey fired us all up again. Oh well, I can’t think of anything else to write.
February 12, 1997, Wednesday
P-Day. I went down to help the sister and got stuck on the train on the way down. Then we went to this home and I got stuck on the train on the way back. Blaugh. Well, that sucks. And doesn’t happen. Both of our sisters have tattoos. 4 of the 10 people in our zone have tattoos. There are new TV ratings. TV7, TVG, TV13, TVPG, TVM. It’s weird to see, but I guess it’s good.
February 13, 1997, Thursday
Well, [Elder AP] spent the night with us. We had a little pad meeting this morning. We put 10 on the table for Sunday. Wow, we need a miracle. We put it all on the table. God will hook us up, I believe in that. [Elder ZL] and I went out spirit finding the other night and found the coolest family. I’m pumped about them. They were awesome. We’re going to teach them Friday.
February 14, 1997, Friday
Well, nice day. We worked hard. We taught a few people. There was a Valentine’s Day party. I played Somebody by Depeche Mode on the guitar. Oh, what a trip it is. First I said I was going to play a song about a for those who love puppies. And So I played “Too Many Puppies” by Primus as a joke. They liked it. My whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Hay, but I did it. No fear.
NOTE: I have never stopped shaking when playing the guitar. If I am by myself, I do just fine. When I am in front of people, I lose my thoughts. I am so nervous I can’t remember the words, the chords, the tempo, where I am in the song, etc. I become a blubbering fool. I’m not the best guitar player. I would say, I’m not even average. But I can play it. I can make stuff up. I simply don’t have the time or attention to detail to become perfect at it.