Ive been staying with one of two good friends I have out here in Az. One, Jason Calvi I havent seen for 9 years and he pulls out a shoebox of old pictures. Jason and I worked together at a miniature golf course. (At which I started working when I was 14 years old.)
The Date was November 9th 1994, I had just finished a two year mission in Russia Moscow, and was on a lay over in SF on the way to Maui where my Dad had recently located. Just coming home from Moscow to Maui took 44 hours, this was about 32 into the trip after a flight and layover in Paris. I was exhausted. As I was waiting in SF, I heard someone call my name and Jason Calvi (left) and my other friend Mark Nelson were there looking for me and found me, and I wasnt expecting them. This was the picture Mark’s Dad took, who was also my scout leader growing up. In Russia I had lost nearly 50 pounds, and had worn glasses for the last 3 years. It brought back a lot of memories. The picture isnt very good, I had to take a picture of it with my cell phone and transfer, but I thought you would like it. 🙂
Wow! Now that’s the Michael I remember so well. Great picture. =)
Det er klut! Missions are the best! I served one in the beautiful place you are living…Birmingham, Alabama! I miss the wonderful people, kudzu(really), lightning bugs, and Crimson Tide! Your blog is a new favorite of mine…it’s refreshing to read something positve and thoughful. Ps. Feed your missonaries 😉 BBQ…yummm! Ha det bra.
Tammy….Hvordan snakker du Norsk? Jeg borte I Oslo et ar nar jeg var 13.
To quote Frank Barrone: "Holy Crap!" Now that brings back memories. We bought Mike an airport Pizza Hut personal pizza and I swear, he literaly INHALED it! I think his pizza-chlorians were dangerously low.
To AULD LANG SYNE!
A kid at institute just came home from serving a mission there …He is teaching me a little. How did you get to spend a year in Oslo as a 13 year old? My great, great grandmother became a member of the church in Oslo and has passed down some songs and phrases to her kids. I want to go there someday to do family history and snowboard!!!
i remember that night and that pizza so well….it meant so much to me that you guys met me there mark. I will never forget it.