It's Been 39 Years

This week marks thirty-nine years, January 1973, since Allan (Dad), returned from the Texas North Mission, which covered the north half of the state with its headquarters in Dallas, Texas.  Thanks to our new scanning abilities, you get to see a few of his favorite companions and his official mission photo.   His mission president was Carlos Asay.  It was a good mission with time spent in Fink, Texarkana, Plainview, and Denton, Texas. 

We returned to visit the Dallas area in January of 1981.  It was during the time that both Alicia and Breann came down with the chicken pox.  Both Grandma's Schmidt and Crane helped hold down the fort and weather the illness until we returned a week later.  Several replacement trusses had to be delivered to a church being built in Fort Worth that had some damaged from a storm.  Dad volunteered for the job, with the intent to see his old stomping ground.  While there we were able to visit with several of the families he met and/or baptized. 

 His parents drove down upon his release to pick him up.  Uncle Paul and Aunt Evelyn went along, too.  The only one in his family to have his parents get him.  This started a tradition to follow in their footsteps.   On their return they stopped to see Carlsbad Caverns. 

We both agree that  is was a wonderful decision to serve a mission.