Week 18 - (11/24/2014) - Happy Thanksgiving

  

Hello from Elder McSheehy for the week.  He is doing GREAT!!  "Missionary life is the best."

Temperature remain cold for Elder McSheehy. Here is a picture of the first snow flakes for the season.  His companion Elder Fordham is from Wisconsin so I don't think he is as excited about seeing snow.    

They had zone conference this past week.  "It was really awesome."  Sadly they did not get their iPad yet.  They are supposed to receive them some time before the beginning of next year. Needless to say Noah is very excited to get an iPad.

Here is a piece of Elder Fordham's email this week - "Here is a kinda funny story.  I think about two weeks ago Elder McSheehy and I were walking, doing our regular thing, when we walled past these two ladies cleaning out a garage.  We stopped to talk to them.  One of them was on the phone (she lived there) and her friend started talking to us.  She was nice and said they couldn't talk then because they wanted to get the garage done before it got dark, but to come back later.  So we came back a couple of days later.  We knocked on the door and the lady that was on the phone previously opened the door.  We had a pleasant conversation.  At first she was kinda confused as to why we were there.  It turns out that the friend doesn't live there and set her friend up as a joke for us to come back."  Noah said "She was a really nice lady and we talked for a while.  She didn't have anything for us to help her with so we went about our business."
This week they biked out the farthest they have gone to find a referral and deliver a letter from our Missionary President to someone.  Unable to find these homes, they headed back on their lengthy journey back home.  Elder Fordham says "Elder McSheehy then realizes that his front tire was getting low.  Out here they have these things called goatheads.  If you don't know what it is, put plainly, a goathead is the bane of every biker.  They are small balls of thorns from one of the many bushy plants here.  So that ended our biking.  We walked an hour and a half back to the apartment so we could catch a ride to a dinner appointment.  On the bright side, we ran into a less active member that we would have missed on bikes and got to answer some of his questions.
This Thursday is Thanksgiving and they have been invited to a families home.  It is this families first time making a Thanksgiving dinner and there will be lots of family around.  I look forward to hearing about this adventure.