Friends and Family

Byron and I have been on the mission field for close to twenty years now. We can be very thankful for great parents who visit us on a regular basis while in Brazil. We can also be thankful for great friends who pray for us and pick right back up with our friendship while in the States.

So much has changed in the States over the past twenty years. When we left for Brazil, Bill Clinton, was in office. 9/11 had not occured. American troops had not gone to Iraq. It nice to know that the love of family and good friends doesn't change just like the love of God - unending, everlasting.

Over the next six months we hope to reconnect with aunt and uncles and cousins, college and high school friends, and supporting churches. It's not much time, but we'll do what we can!

Take Care!

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The Big Orange Cat

Do you boys remember that big orange cat at the mission house in North Carolina? That was a special day for me. I don't have a new story for this Friday. I've had a long week, but my mind kept going back to that cat this week as I thought about what I would post for you boys today. Click on the link down below to go back to my big people blog and reread the cat story if you like. Oh, by the way, this morning I made a special trip down to the other end of our town to see the guinea pigs being sold at a grocery store. This particular store sells medicine and feed for all kinds of animals. This month they are selling guinea pigs, baby chickens, and dachshund puppies! Their guinea pigs looked very healthy. They are selling them for BR$10 each or BR$15 for a pair. Uncle Byron said that he was glad I didn't bring any home with me! One more thing - this week a mama possum came in our yard. The dogs chased it and Girl Dog let out a squ...

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