...and now after much suffering because of the great and terrible famine of pictures, Elder Black finally remembered his card reader and sent his family some pictures. And it came to pass that they did bring forth joy to the Black family because their mother had been going crazy for some pictures. And behold, the people did rejoice and glorify God, because their prayers had been answered and they finally got their pictures. For verily saith the people: a picture is worth a thousand words.
One of the cultural dances for Mexico on the Dia de los Hispanos activity at the church:
My new companion!
One of the Marshallese elders:
Carne Asada!
Last picture of The Trio!
God Bless Texas! I am Elder Black. Thus I end mine multi-pictured epistle.
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