April 26, 2012.

Two more steps toward missionary-hood. 

Step one:  Next Monday, Jerry is retiring from corporate life.  A stellar career crossing 44 years of our marriage.  Words can't express my gratitude for all the hard work he has done for our family.  We were talking about it the other day, and he said he has worked since he was 12 when he had his first paper route in Anaheim, California.   When he took over the route, he had about 17 customers and built it up to 80.  His career in sales started early.  He had other jobs throughout jr. high and high school.  He cleaned pools - a job he loves to this day and worked in a deli.  At one point in high school, he lived with his Uncle Don and Aunt Lorna and went to work with Uncle Don every day at Sinclair Paint in Los Angeles.  Uncle Don was the CFO of the company, and Jerry worked in the warehouse, lifting five gallon paint buckets all day long.  This was how he saved most of his money for his mission.  One day, as they pulled into the parking lot, there was a line of identical cars in front of the building.  Uncle Don explained that these cars were provided for the sales people and the company paid for the gas.  Thus was planted the seed of a career that began shortly after his mission.  Thanks, Jerry!  I love you.

Step two:  We both went to the doctor and passed our final physicals.  Dr. Merrill checked out the blood tests, etc.  I think he really just wanted to talk about missions.  Dr. Merrill is a member of a branch presidency at the MTC  and is excited about the work.   One more Hepatitis A&B shot and we are good to go!

This Sunday will mark our last day of service at the prison.  We have been serving as Family Home Evening volunteers for the past 17 months, a calling which has blessed our lives profoundly.  Our area of service has been in the Promontory Branch, which focuses on addiction and recovery.  The inmates there have become our dear friends and we will greatly miss them.  Perhaps when we return from our mission, we can resume our work there.   We have come to know how much the Savior loves each one of us and knows us by name.  Some of the members of our little family there do not receive any visitors and they have turned to us to be there consistently for them.  I have become more acutely aware of the blessings of the Atonement.  We will give our farewell talks on Sunday - tough assignment!

More later.