notice the microwave popcorn...a girl needs her favorite snack
This is me. Me at the missionary at the Missionary Training Center in Provo, Utah for the LDS Church.
This was 21 years ago.
I was there for 9 weeks. That is a story for another day, but suffice it to say it is the most akin to the idea that I had been teleported to another planet than anywhere else I have been on earth.
When missionaries enter the MTC, it is like a spiritual missionary boot camp. No tv. No newspapers. No cell phones. No facebook. No email. No real connection to the "outside" world...except for good old fashion mail.
Mail. Ahhhh, glorious, beautiful, precious, amazing mail.
Any mail. From anyone.
I learned last night for those who might be interested that there is a free web site called.
http://www.dearelder.com/
You don't have to register to use it to send mail to the MTC. Punch the Provo MTC (if that is where your missionary is). You write the email and they drop it in the missionaries mail box the same day. Free. :)
