It's been a while since I've posted one of Alex's letters. Here's an excerpt from his latest, plus a video clip that was sent to me from a ward member earlier in the week. Don't skip the last paragraph...it's vintage Alex.
The video that that guy sent you (or at least mom) was of me eating balut, a Philipino delicacy. Basically, it's a duck fetus hardboiled for an hour. It tastes better than it sounds (though that might not be saying much). I hear that in the Philipines they have ones that are almost born, though in America (fortunately) you can only really get ones that are 1 to 3 days old.
The Mother's Day call will have to be after church for us. We get home from church around 1 o'clock, so that's when the call will happen....
...The other person we found was a really nice former investigator, B******. He's receptive, but not to the point of wanting to get baptized. Pressure from his family might have something to do with it. Regardless, that shouldn't be nothing that good fellowship can't fix (And I beheld a triple negative arise from the sea, yea, even one with three crowns and ten thorns, each having names of bad grammar and confusion, yea, even the name of satin and its rouge angles).