So in light of current events I thought it might be fun to start putting down some stories from my mission. My brother just got his mission call to Bakersfield California and it's made me think back on some of the experiences I had as a missionary. I will miss my brother for the next two years, but I'm excited for him to have some of his own wild stories and experiences of his own. I don't recall hearing very many of my dad's missions stories (he went to Spain). The only one I'm really aware of is that when people wanted to know his name they couldn't really deal with his last name very well or his first name, but they knew what Scotch was and so that is when my dad started going by his middle name of Scott. My dad has a pile of journals so he may have some stories in there I've yet to discover. I haven't read any of them yet. I did fairly well writing in my journal on my mission, but I also had a white board in most of my apartments so I tried to draw out some of the more interesting and funny things I ran into so I could remember them. I'm not a great artist by any means, but it gets the point across. I went to Eugene Oregon. I never really was in Eugene itself, but I liked the cities I had the opportunity to serve in.
