Six Weeks Remembered

I have been home now for almost three weeks but wanted to share some wonderful memories. Thank you so much for letting me come and be with you and making me feel so welcome.

The New Look

Thanks to my wonderful wife my office has a new look. She let me pick out the colors - a major act of faith given that when it comes to colors I just don't get it. Then she painted the room and I picked out, stained, and installed the chair rail. I think it turned out pretty nicely, and I got to use my new table saw to cut the pieces. I made some mistakes, but they aren't noticeable at this range. I may get brave and put up some close ups of the parts that didn't go so well. For example, I ended up with a 1/4 inch gap right by the door. I went around and around with myself looking for ways to fix it, and decided that given my batting average with the rest of the project, I'd better leave it for now as all of my ideas had more potential for making it worse than making it better.

Looking SW from my computer desk to my "real desk".

The one bookcase that I decided to keep in my office is on the wall opposite this desk.

Looking at the north wall & the gap by the door.

Looking toward the door & the little piece (1.25") that fits on the right side of the door that I made with my new toy - and that fit perfectly - I am so proud of myself.

There Was Something Wrong With His Feet

Yesterday I received an email from the president of our Spanish-speaking unit here in the stake, Ron Williford. I have included most of it here as a reminder of the legacy left by a truly amazing man - literally hundreds will "never forget ole whatshisname" & I have no doubt that literally thousands and more have been, and will be, the beneficiaries of his good life.

"Last week I went to meet with a sister who joined the church quite a few years ago and recently resurfaced. The missionaries have been working with her and her nonmember husband. When I went to their house to meet them, they were in the yard trying to get a washing machine to work. I helped them figure out the problem, then we went in and had a nice visit. Toward the end, she said I reminded her of another man who used to come and help get her and her kids to church, and in fact had seen that her washing machine was broken and brought her a new one. Couldn't figure out who it might have been until she mentioned he didn't speak much Spanish and there was something wrong with his feet. Good man, that Howard whatsisname."