Man, was I that bad? Did I really walk everyone to death? I know I walked a lot. I only had a car for 2 months of my mission and never had a bike. I had to walk everywhere. Most of the time, I couldn’t keep up with my companions because they were taller and their legs were longer than mine. The likelihood is that my first companions instilled in me the work ethic of hustling. Personally, I always felt I was doing my best to follow the spirit. To put my whole heart, might, mind, and strength into the work. But periodically I had really difficult companions. Or I guess, I was really difficult and couldn’t recognize it.
Tag: Problem Missionaries
NYNYS Mission December 11-18, 1996
Manhattan Day. I went with [Elder – An old companion] and his current companion (I forgot his name), and a member, Adriana from Woodside. We went to breakfast then Central Park. Some man was feeding pigeons, so we did also. They would fly up on your hand. Then we went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art and saw paintings by Picasso and Dali, as well as some Egyptian stuff.