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[Pa Pa]

My son is very good about obeying the mission rules. My wife gets a call a couple of days ago. It was someone from Caleb’s mission asking for Sister Lee. She says to my wife…”you don’t know me but I am in the Ward your son is serving in here in California”. My wife says “OoooKaay”; she replies… “he needs to buy something and he wanted to make sure it was alright”. My wife says, “well what does he need”…”She says wait and I ask him again”. My son is standing there, but did not want to break the rules…I laughed until I cried. My wife is telling her, “pay no attention to that man in the background, it’s just his Father”. Real life is too funny sometimes.  

[Buzzard]

Technology vs. mission rules can produce some interesting situations. I got a text the other day with an embedded picture of my duaghter at a dinner appointment eating BBQ'd (?) crawfish.  The texter said "whats your email, I have a video for you". So the next day, here is a one minute video of my daughter picking up, with much trepedation, a live crawfish, shortly before it's tasty demise.  Delightful, and while she is not allowed to contact me, I guess members she meets in the field, well how can they be stopped?

Edited by Buzzard, 03 May 2012 - 08:53 AM.

[Pa Pa]

Buzzard, on 03 May 2012 - 08:51 AM, said:

Technology vs. mission rules can produce some interesting situations. I got a text the other day with an embedded picture of my duaghter at a dinner appointment eating BBQ'd (?) crawfish.  The texter said "whats your email, I have a video for you". So the next day, here is a one minute video of my daughter picking up, with much trepedation, a live crawfish, shortly before it's tasty demise.  Delightful, and while she is not allowed to contact me, I guess members she meets in the field, well how can they be stopped?

We were able to do a video call with Caleb at Christmas. Most of the call was like the one in the movie "Mother"...no mom point it up...dad now I can't see you!

[Garden Girl]

We used to have sister missionaries in our ward and my dear non-LDS husband used to feel quite protective of them (he provided them with a cell phone, including monthly costs, to carry in their car because there are many rural stretches of highway in this area, particularly on their way to mission confs, etc).  
We used to have them over for dinner, do special things on P-Days or holidays.  One of the first things he'd do when a new sister mish came in was to produce a video for her to send home to her parents... he had filmed Lincoln City and some of our activities like the kite festival and sandcastle building contest, and the road through town leading to their apartment, and the inside of their apartment.  It lasted about 10 minutes and was beautiful and fun.  This would go on each video first with us introducing it and telling a little about LC and area.  Then he'd set up the camera so the sister could sit and "talk" to her folks... they'd always say What should I talk about?, and we'd say Just tell about your days/activities.  Then we'd leave the room... about an hour later when dinner was ready I'd go downstairs and there she'd be, just talking away, bearing her testimony, telling her folks how she loved them and her mission, etc etc.  I'd say Okay, it's time and she would close.
The next day we'd mail the video to the sister's folks... I cherish some of the letters we received from parents.  One mother told me that whenever she got to missing her daughter too much, she'd get out the video and watch it and feel comforted.
For quite a few years after sisters would leave our area we'd receive cards/letters/wedding invitations.  The sisters loved my husband and his kindness and consideration of them.  I loved him for being so supportive not only to me but to them... I'm sealed to him now and I know he awaits me...

from the beach... with Bobby-cat on my lap... GG

[blackstrap]

Boy,do I feel ancient.On my mission,I got letters only,no calls at all. And the letters were often 3 months late. Of course that made Christmas in March.

[Somebodyz]

Garden Girl, on 03 May 2012 - 11:09 AM, said:

We used to have sister missionaries in our ward and my dear non-LDS husband used to feel quite protective of them (he provided them with a cell phone, including monthly costs, to carry in their car because there are many rural stretches of highway in this area, particularly on their way to mission confs, etc).  
We used to have them over for dinner, do special things on P-Days or holidays.  One of the first things he'd do when a new sister mish came in was to produce a video for her to send home to her parents... he had filmed Lincoln City and some of our activities like the kite festival and sandcastle building contest, and the road through town leading to their apartment, and the inside of their apartment.  It lasted about 10 minutes and was beautiful and fun.  This would go on each video first with us introducing it and telling a little about LC and area.  Then he'd set up the camera so the sister could sit and "talk" to her folks... they'd always say What should I talk about?, and we'd say Just tell about your days/activities.  Then we'd leave the room... about an hour later when dinner was ready I'd go downstairs and there she'd be, just talking away, bearing her testimony, telling her folks how she loved them and her mission, etc etc.  I'd say Okay, it's time and she would close.
The next day we'd mail the video to the sister's folks... I cherish some of the letters we received from parents.  One mother told me that whenever she got to missing her daughter too much, she'd get out the video and watch it and feel comforted.
For quite a few years after sisters would leave our area we'd receive cards/letters/wedding invitations.  The sisters loved my husband and his kindness and consideration of them.  I loved him for being so supportive not only to me but to them... I'm sealed to him now and I know he awaits me...

from the beach... with Bobby-cat on my lap... GG

How thoughtful and kind. I'm not surprised you had such a wonderful husband, he's obviously very much like his eternal wife.
I always love your posts.

[Somebodyz]

Pa Pa, on 03 May 2012 - 08:26 AM, said:

My son is very good about obeying the mission rules. My wife gets a call a couple of days ago. It was someone from Caleb’s mission asking for Sister Lee. She says to my wife…”you don’t know me but I am in the Ward your son is serving in here in California”. My wife says “OoooKaay”; she replies… “he needs to buy something and he wanted to make sure it was alright”. My wife says, “well what does he need”…”She says wait and I ask him again”. My son is standing there, but did not want to break the rules…I laughed until I cried. My wife is telling her, “pay no attention to that man in the background, it’s just his Father”. Real life is too funny sometimes.  

Papa, that is so funny. Wish someone was had a vid of you at the time.

[Pa Pa]

Somebodyz, on 03 May 2012 - 05:29 PM, said:

Papa, that is so funny. Wish someone was had a vid of you at the time.

He never got on the phone so we yelled out "we love you"...He replies, "I love you guys too".

[silvermoon383]

I never got to do stuff like that.  Being allowed to email was a new thing when I was on my mission (started while I was in the MTC in fact) and viable video chat hadn't been invented yet.

You guys sure know how to make me feel old, and I'm still YSA!

[Buzzard]

silvermoon383, on 04 May 2012 - 07:03 PM, said:

I never got to do stuff like that.  Being allowed to email was a new thing when I was on my mission (started while I was in the MTC in fact) and viable video chat hadn't been invented yet.

You guys sure know how to make me feel old, and I'm still YSA!

Dude, when I placed my twice yearly call, it took about a half hour to set up through the "international collect call" operator.  Things certainly HAVE come a long way.

[katherine the great]

Garden Girl, on 03 May 2012 - 11:09 AM, said:

We used to have sister missionaries in our ward and my dear non-LDS husband used to feel quite protective of them (he provided them with a cell phone, including monthly costs, to carry in their car because there are many rural stretches of highway in this area, particularly on their way to mission confs, etc).  
We used to have them over for dinner, do special things on P-Days or holidays.  One of the first things he'd do when a new sister mish came in was to produce a video for her to send home to her parents... he had filmed Lincoln City and some of our activities like the kite festival and sandcastle building contest, and the road through town leading to their apartment, and the inside of their apartment.  It lasted about 10 minutes and was beautiful and fun.  This would go on each video first with us introducing it and telling a little about LC and area.  Then he'd set up the camera so the sister could sit and "talk" to her folks... they'd always say What should I talk about?, and we'd say Just tell about your days/activities.  Then we'd leave the room... about an hour later when dinner was ready I'd go downstairs and there she'd be, just talking away, bearing her testimony, telling her folks how she loved them and her mission, etc etc.  I'd say Okay, it's time and she would close.
The next day we'd mail the video to the sister's folks... I cherish some of the letters we received from parents.  One mother told me that whenever she got to missing her daughter too much, she'd get out the video and watch it and feel comforted.
For quite a few years after sisters would leave our area we'd receive cards/letters/wedding invitations.  The sisters loved my husband and his kindness and consideration of them.  I loved him for being so supportive not only to me but to them... I'm sealed to him now and I know he awaits me...

from the beach... with Bobby-cat on my lap... GG

Interesting.  We had a nonmember "missionary dad" similar to that in my mission.  He was kind of a Korean version of your husband.  Your man sounds wonderful GG.    I'm sure you will be with him again.

[cinepro]

We always end up with a picture or two when the missionaries come over for dinner, and we email them to their parents immediately.  I can't imagine there being anything wrong with that

[mtomm]

I have been so grateful to members who have taken the time to email me, send pictures and call.  They make it so much more bearable.

[Scott Lloyd]

Garden Girl, on 03 May 2012 - 11:09 AM, said:

We used to have sister missionaries in our ward and my dear non-LDS husband used to feel quite protective of them (he provided them with a cell phone, including monthly costs, to carry in their car because there are many rural stretches of highway in this area, particularly on their way to mission confs, etc).  
We used to have them over for dinner, do special things on P-Days or holidays.  One of the first things he'd do when a new sister mish came in was to produce a video for her to send home to her parents... he had filmed Lincoln City and some of our activities like the kite festival and sandcastle building contest, and the road through town leading to their apartment, and the inside of their apartment.  It lasted about 10 minutes and was beautiful and fun.  This would go on each video first with us introducing it and telling a little about LC and area.  Then he'd set up the camera so the sister could sit and "talk" to her folks... they'd always say What should I talk about?, and we'd say Just tell about your days/activities.  Then we'd leave the room... about an hour later when dinner was ready I'd go downstairs and there she'd be, just talking away, bearing her testimony, telling her folks how she loved them and her mission, etc etc.  I'd say Okay, it's time and she would close.
The next day we'd mail the video to the sister's folks... I cherish some of the letters we received from parents.  One mother told me that whenever she got to missing her daughter too much, she'd get out the video and watch it and feel comforted.
For quite a few years after sisters would leave our area we'd receive cards/letters/wedding invitations.  The sisters loved my husband and his kindness and consideration of them.  I loved him for being so supportive not only to me but to them... I'm sealed to him now and I know he awaits me...

from the beach... with Bobby-cat on my lap... GG

What a beautiful story and example of service!