My Dad served his mission in Switzerland - back when it was the "Switzerland Mission".
I don't know how long it's been since my Dad has visited this area, at least 31 years; if not then, I do believe he hasn't been back since he served here 50 years ago.
I DO know how much he loves this part of the world. When I told him we'd be here for the summer he asked me to take lots of long, deep breaths of the Swiss mountain air for him. Sure thing Dad, and I've enjoyed it.
I also know he'll love pics of his grandchildren in front of the Temple here. Let your heart soar, Dad.
No comments:
Post a Comment