I was an Elder in the Great Louisiana Baton Rouge Mission. I have enjoyed posting some of my Dad’s war stories and decided I should start posting some of my own. Ok, there was a different kind of war going on there, but many souls were lost and yet many souls were saved. Mine? I think I sold it during Mardi Gras.
The COs I served under were the mighty Brough and the stalwart Tueller. In short the first hated my guts and second loved me to death. I didn’t change a dang thing, but the reaction from the two was like night and day.
Lost companions: Ivie stands out the most. He called me once and I lost his number and could never find him again. Marshell, we had a falling out. Wright? He’s just a freak’n Canuck.
Lost love? Sister Lori Cox. I totally should have hooked up with her after the mission, but failed dismally.
Posted by Michael at January 13, 2004 09:09 PMYou should have hooked up with her.I would have been proud of you.
Posted by: Rich Ceniceros at January 7, 2005 09:43 PM