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Date: January 16, 2014 08:28AM
Our Pres, Tagg, was actually ok. I can't say he was bad or anything damaging like stories I hear, and I did get up to some stupid things. Hitchhiking, sleeping in ditches, tv in flat for a month, skateboarding at night...towed by cars, going to JW Kingdom halls for a bash....often. going to brethren halls, highway 61 compounds. Pubs to watch rugby. Saturday was Radio Australia day, we had a shortwave radio, listen to the footy. All night card games with members, looooong bike rides. Other stories, just a headache for the pres as the ZLs always ragged us out.
the Last night at the mission house, low key.
Lunch, then he said in one on one, basically don't be afraid to marry young and start a family.
So we get on the plane, fly NZ back to Oz, and this SMOKINGLY beautiful woman of my dreams- who was kind of a girlfriend for a while before my mission, was at the airport to see me. (Ie...Game. On)
She was a non member.
She later joined. We married, we had many wonderful and not so wonderful experiences together in the church since.
And then, 20 years later, we and our children walked out of the church together, for the last time.
I am an incredibly lucky man.
Yes, It was a good day. The kissing was probably only PG rated, but the dopamine and endorphins or whatever chemicals guys have just carried me out of the wallow of some potential misery (because, like probably most missionaries, there was a bit of trauma brought home with me) to heights I never experienced on the mission.
Ahh, I had found heaven.