Dear Grandchildren,
Congratulations to Parker and Lindsey! We are happy, happy, happy for them. We can only hope that their future together works out just as they want, with school and all. July will be the big month for the wedding, we hear. They just need to decide on a day. It is ok to be married, but to make the celebration last for the whole month gets very expensive. They will figure it out. They are smart.
Have you been attacked by Windows 10? I have. For months, I have received notices for a free upgrade to Windows 10. Consistently, I have refused because I have been satisfied with my Windows 7. Five days ago, I left my laptop for thirty or so minutes and returned to find the download of Windows 10 more than 50 percent complete. I shouted at the screen, I danced, I pranced, I hollered. And I really came close to shutting the whole thing down. I felt violated, set upon, bushwhacked, and the rest of it. Grandma said to me that Microsoft claims that it does not load anything onto a computer without permission from the owner. Not in my experience. Not in my experience. (Did I just repeat myself?)
This week I met the USAF chaplain. He had to come down to the ground level of the hotel and escort me to his office. I asked for the meeting. I wanted to give him an update on our church meeting times. When I called, he said that, only a few days earlier, a fellow had come to him and identified himself as LDS, wanting to know about services. But the chaplain could not remember the fellow’s name and he has not shown up at our meetings. I hope that we see him soon. We shall soon know just how interested he is in us.
Grandma and I went to dinner with the pastor of a local church group and his wife and daughter. They are originally from Mississippi and, as you might expect of southern people, are very polite. We enjoyed the evening with them. We went to a restaurant in their town, a place that is known to serve American cuisine. I ordered a cheeseburger. Why would I choose something else when I had a real choice? It came with a large patty of meat, a "normal" bun, and a bunch of fries. Just what I need for my dwindling cholesterol count.
We were twenty-one in our Sacrament meeting. Two-thirds of them, fourteen, joined us by Skype. Our most pressing need continues to be for a Farsi translator. At least six who join us by Skype speak only Farsi. One of our regular young sisters (the only regular one in fact) went home to be with her parents for the weekend. And we welcomed only one investigator. But he came last week and survived the "alley cat choir," as my counselor calls it. So he may be a keeper. I surely like him, even though I can’t really communicate with him. The YVs have taught him twice in our apartment.
Two mornings this past week we awoke to a non-functioning internet. We could not figure out what the deal was. Our bill was paid on time. After a while, the internet came on again. Since the system is controlled by the government, it seems that it was fiddled with by higher powers. It was not clear to us why the slowdown. But during that short span, Grandma decided that a whole lot of her life is tied to that little darlin'. It wouldn't do to have it off for an entire day. I am afraid of the consequences around here. We would probably have to fire up our hotspot so that we could send an email or two out of here and feel that we are connected.
I love you, whether connected or not. And I pray for you each day.
Grandpa Brown
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