Dear Mommacito,
Yurp, I'm to go on the 26th of July. I actually haven't heard anything about the fast track option, so I'm kinda thinking it's not going to happen since I would've been leaving around now. but yeah, looks like it was never really an option, or at least it's one I would've had to have aggressively sought, but that's really not how I roll. Luckily, I'm happy here too.
So life here is still good, my companion and district is still super amazing. Or branch President, President Dunn, is awesome and super friendly. He actually reminds me a lot of cousin Ray and cousin Alan. He totally looks like he could be their brother.
As for birthday things, It'd be Marvelous if you could figure out ways to send me gallons of milk. I miss them. Part of the problem is that while there're a decent amount of baked goods bouncing around, there's no equivalence in milk levels. So basically, I'm dying.
In all seriousness though, if you could send me those shirts if they exist, that would be good. (I'm doing perfectly fine without them though)... and my Langenscheidt dictionary (it's the lil yellow one, last I saw was on the cinderblock bookshelf)
Yup, I'm gonna be officially old.
Anyhoodles, I know this church is true and I know God will provide a way for us to accomplish whatever he requires of us!
I love you bunches and bunches all the way to the moon and back!
- Elder Jacob Cloward
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