This must have been some kind of silly elder day, because they were all pretty goofy. Not sure where Elder Trainor and Elder Morell were coming or going on this bike, but it probably doesn't matter. They certainly couldn't get far going in this direction!
And then there were the Spanish elders being "blasphemous." At least that's what they told me. I'm not exactly sure what this was all about, but they had ties over their shoulders and name tags covered as they came through the door. They stop by 2 or 3 or 4 times a week to see if they have any mail. Today they picked up 3 letters and a package so it was a happy day for them. That's a balloon in Elder Howald's mouth, not gum!