Our little branch picnic. It was hot but nice under the trees. We were surprised when they gave us a huge cake for our work in the branch and our going away. It will be sad, although we are anxious to move on. I don't know who will take over our free taxi cab which really keeps us busy every day taking the missionaries to appointments, tracting, and the members to their outings at the Dr., Dentist,shopping and the like.

     We have had some good investigators who are coming to church, but last night they got hold of some anti Mormon stuff, and it will take a while to answer all their questions without them losing their meager testimonies. Their little girl, who is four, is the meanest and most spoiled thing I have ever seen. It took four of the sister to handle her at church yesterday, and the times I go with the missionaries to teach them, she about tears me apart. Anyway I hope we can still get them into the Church. 

   Two more weeks to go, wow. Some members want us to take them to the D.C. Temple and two Missionaries want us to take them to the Manhattan Temple to see one of their converts sealed. We need to take the Branch Presidency out to dinner, and Joyce is planning a brunch for all the sisters in the branch. The missionaries are trying their best to wear us out, and Rosina is trying to get as much out of us as she can. She called this morning and needs to go into the Emergency room at the Hospital, but the Ambulance wants $500.00, which she doesn't have. What a worry as we wonder what will happen when we leave. They still don't know what they are going to do with our apartment, and who will replace us in the Branch as first counselor and primary president. Not that we are that good, but there isn't anyone else to fill in. What a worry, but I guess it will all work out.

   We had a funny experience yesterday after Church. A Pakistani Sister, who can't speak English wanted to come to our house, so she waited around for about an hour and a half while we finished up the welfare checks, the food orders for this week, the tithing reports etc. When we got to our house she started pointing to all the stuff she wanted us to give her. It amounted to about everything she could see. We tried to explain  that we needed to take some of it home with us, and the stuff the Church furnished for us should stay. She would have none of this, and we about had to force her to leave even though we each had armfuls of stuff she thought we could part with. What a women.

   We are enjoying two new Elders who are fresh out of the mission home. It is hard to see transfers, cause we get so attached to them. It was funny when Josephine, who is black, took pictures of two of our missionaries who are also black, when she said this is the first time there has been two black missionaries assigned to the Frankford branch. They are loving it. 

 Well, time to take Rosina to the Hospital, better leave. Joyce wants to add more later.

 Love ya all. Elder Armstrong