Monday, April 24, 2023

Spying on the Mailman

(I continue to record thoughts on the ancient tradition of missionary mail like this is a chapter out of Saints: Volume Four. Most of This Happened in Your Lifetime.) 

I never had any interactions with the mail carrier while I was a missionary. (Although I never hit a prolonged dry spell either.)

I could count on three of four letters a week from various family members and friends. It was fun to hear from fellow missionaries throughout the world. Occasionally, I'd get a newspaper of magazine clipping (usually about the Utah Jazz). Everything from home, though, was at least two weeks old. Which meant any article I might read was long out of date. In today's world of instant news that would drive me crazy. Back then, I loved it.

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