Hermana Richins and I live beautifully here in the sweaty, humid climate.
Leslie's baptism! Tell me you don't just want to give that man a hug.
Elder Worthington's Nicaraguan companion promised that I would find mangoes the size of my head here. Hermana Richins and I are holding the proof.
My new washing machine. I'm going to get so strong! (Even if my clothes aren't going to get so clean)
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