Our last week in Brazil was great. We had already trained the Elders that replaced us so we really didn’t have much to do in the office. Elder and Sister Simmons, who lived next door, took us to a symphonic concert at a lovely auditorium. What was sad was that during intermission, one of the cellists left his instrument leaning against his chair and it got knocked down. The cello broke and you could hear a huge groan from the audience. It was really a horrible thing to happen. That player didn’t return for the second half of the program. Fred took us to a drive-through zoo where we saw lots of animals. That was fun. We had a nice dinner at the mission home with other missionaries who were also being released.
When we arrived at the airport, since it was the middle of December, an orchestra was playing excerpts from "Messiah"! What a send-off!!! It was wonderful to be home in the USA again. We were able to see all of our kids except Tricia and Alan, who had moved to Albuquerque. We spent Christmas with Syl and Brent and then Sylvia drove us to Monticello for Leon to interview for a band director position in Monument Valley. He had taken a leave of absence from the Alpine District but there were no openings at that time. It was a real blessing for him to get that job.
From Southern Utah we drove to Albuquerque to see the Romriells and to pick up the little yellow Toyota pickup they had been using while we were on our mission. We were able to see the site of the new house that was being built for them. Returning, Syl and I rode in her car and Leon drove the pickup.
Alan, with Will, and Mark helped up move to Monument Valley. The small trailer broke down before we got there so we left it with someone and retrieved articles at a later date. We gave the trailer to the man. There wasn’t housing available at the time so all our furniture, etc. was placed on the stage of the auditorium. The boys were so helpful, stayed one night, and then returned home. Leon and I stayed an entire week at Goulding’s Motel, paid for by the school.
After a week, a three-bedroom, two bath trailer arrived for us. It was quite nice and we were happy to be in our own place again.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
trip to Matto Grosso do Sul
In November, 1992, Carol’s mother came to visit and Fred and Carol planned to take her with them when they visited the outlying state of Mato Grosso do Sul, that was part of our mission. Since it was close to the time for our leaving, we were invited to go too. We rode in the "Veraneo" the mission van. Of course, Fred did all the driving; he got sick if he was a passenger. Our first stop was in Americana, a city founded by Southerners after the Civil War. The ones who were willing to work were successful, those who weren’t, failed. There still are Southern descendants living in Brazil. We attended a Zone Conference in Campo Grande.
We visited the "Pantanal" which is like the Everglades. Lots of birds and water. We saw an alligator, "Jacaré, and an otter. There were very large white birds called "Tuiuiu (pronounced too-you-you). We also saw parrots, toucans and macaws. We had to take a ferry across the Paraguay River and stayed in the city of Corumbá. We were able to take a river trip on that same river seeing lots of birds and animals. Corumbá is on the border with Bolivia and we were able to cross the border into the city of Puerto Suarez and visit shops there. One of the stalls we visited was run by an LDS couple.
After visiting Corumbá, we visited an Indian tribe. There was a huge ceremonial hut called an "Oga" and we met the Indian chief, wearing only a pair of shorts. The hut was made of reeds or some kind of grass. There were some ceremonial feathers and things on poles but the hut was mostly empty. Leaving the reservation we saw ostriches and tall ant hills in the fields.
We spent the night in the city of Ponta Porâ, on the border with Paraguay. We stayed in a lovely hotel and we had musical entertainment: a harp and guitar and the fellows sang and played Paraguayan music. The next day we crossed the street into the city of Pedro Juan Caballero in Paraguay. We went to a nice shop and met the owner and a very cute Indian girl who waited on us. We took the girl’s picture and the owner wanted us to take hers too, so we did. I had always wanted to visit Paraguay and finally was able to.
Fred received permission for us to go out of our mission and visit the Iguazu Falls or Foz do Iguassu in Portuguese. Iguazu means Big Water in Indian. I had seen many pictures of them from childhood and was finally able to see them for myself. We rode in a boat to a place where there was a walkway built. There had been recent floods and we could see some of the damage along the way. We came to an observation place where we could see the huge fall called the Devil’s Throat. A huge fall with little birds flying through all the mist. There are 275 separate falls of varying size and covering a large area. Brazil, Paraguay and Argentina meet here. The falls are most spectacular and are set in tropical jungles. Really beautiful. When we left the falls we visited a huge hydroelectric dam at Itaipú on the Paraná River, making the largest artificial lake in Brazil. There were 18 huge turbines; quite a sight.
It was a lovely trip, a very nice way to end our time of service. When we got back we had Thanksgiving dinner at the Gallaher’s home, some American LDS members of the branch. All the branch members were present and it was a fun time. He worked for some big company, I can’t remember which, and had a huge, lovely home which was all enclosed with a guard at the front gate. Typical for Sâo Paulo. Fred, Carol and I did some singing as entertainment.
We visited the "Pantanal" which is like the Everglades. Lots of birds and water. We saw an alligator, "Jacaré, and an otter. There were very large white birds called "Tuiuiu (pronounced too-you-you). We also saw parrots, toucans and macaws. We had to take a ferry across the Paraguay River and stayed in the city of Corumbá. We were able to take a river trip on that same river seeing lots of birds and animals. Corumbá is on the border with Bolivia and we were able to cross the border into the city of Puerto Suarez and visit shops there. One of the stalls we visited was run by an LDS couple.
After visiting Corumbá, we visited an Indian tribe. There was a huge ceremonial hut called an "Oga" and we met the Indian chief, wearing only a pair of shorts. The hut was made of reeds or some kind of grass. There were some ceremonial feathers and things on poles but the hut was mostly empty. Leaving the reservation we saw ostriches and tall ant hills in the fields.
We spent the night in the city of Ponta Porâ, on the border with Paraguay. We stayed in a lovely hotel and we had musical entertainment: a harp and guitar and the fellows sang and played Paraguayan music. The next day we crossed the street into the city of Pedro Juan Caballero in Paraguay. We went to a nice shop and met the owner and a very cute Indian girl who waited on us. We took the girl’s picture and the owner wanted us to take hers too, so we did. I had always wanted to visit Paraguay and finally was able to.
Fred received permission for us to go out of our mission and visit the Iguazu Falls or Foz do Iguassu in Portuguese. Iguazu means Big Water in Indian. I had seen many pictures of them from childhood and was finally able to see them for myself. We rode in a boat to a place where there was a walkway built. There had been recent floods and we could see some of the damage along the way. We came to an observation place where we could see the huge fall called the Devil’s Throat. A huge fall with little birds flying through all the mist. There are 275 separate falls of varying size and covering a large area. Brazil, Paraguay and Argentina meet here. The falls are most spectacular and are set in tropical jungles. Really beautiful. When we left the falls we visited a huge hydroelectric dam at Itaipú on the Paraná River, making the largest artificial lake in Brazil. There were 18 huge turbines; quite a sight.
It was a lovely trip, a very nice way to end our time of service. When we got back we had Thanksgiving dinner at the Gallaher’s home, some American LDS members of the branch. All the branch members were present and it was a fun time. He worked for some big company, I can’t remember which, and had a huge, lovely home which was all enclosed with a guard at the front gate. Typical for Sâo Paulo. Fred, Carol and I did some singing as entertainment.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Life in the Mission
Our days were very busy working in the office. Leon working with all financial responsibilities. I kept track of new incoming missionaries, typing up transfers, making doctor appointments for sick missionaries and a lot more. Leon and I had to take new missionaries to the Polícia Federal, the Police Headquarters, to get identity cards; we also picked up new missionaries at the airport or took returning ones there. We took Fred to the airport whenever he had to fly to the other state in our mission where he would attend zone conferences every six weeks.
The mails were not very reliable so all bills had to be paid at different banks. We would go and stand in long lines in order to pay the bills. We also drove to the Clinica Fry, where the missionaries went for doctor appointments, to present the payments for medical attention; a different check for each doctor.
On Saturdays, we would go to the grocery store to do our weekly shopping. There were many checkout stands, it looked sort of like Wal-Mart or Target checkout stands. Occasionally we would go to the outdoor feiras, or markets but not often. They were usually held during the week when we would be in the office.
Our service was tuning pianos. Fred told Leon to bring his piano tuning tools. Most of the chapels had pianos that had not been tuned for years! Since our branch met in the afternoon, we would go Sunday mornings to locate the ward where we would visit during the week for the tuning. Traffic was much lighter on Sunday so it was easier to locate the places. We had a Guia, or guide, which helped us negotiate this large, busy city.
At one time, Leon developed severe pain in his side. He finally went to the hospital and the x-ray showed a kidney stone. The hospital was called Albert Einstein, a Jewish hospital and a very good one. The doctor that attended him had attended John Hopkins in the States. They gave him a relaxant and sent him home. Carol, Fred’s wife who had suffered from many kidney stones, recommended he drink a glass of water every 15 minutes. He did this, all day and night and the stone passed.
Close to the end of our mission, two other couples came to Sâo Paulo. Elder and Sister Fowler (she was a nurse) and Elder and Sister Simmons (he was a doctor and she was Pres. Benson’s niece). They were assigned to the North and South Missions but we lived in the same apartment complex. The Simmons were in the apartment next to us and the Fowlers across the way. It was really nice to have other couples to do things with and to show around.
Towards the end of our mission, the location for our Mission Office changed. We went to a building in the Santo Amaro neighborhood behind the Santo Amaro chapel. Fred had worked on that chapel when he was a young missoionary.. It was a little more cramped as to space and did not have the branch of the bank we used close by. I’m glad most of our mission was spent in the Church Area building next to the Temple and MTC or CTM as they called it.
The mails were not very reliable so all bills had to be paid at different banks. We would go and stand in long lines in order to pay the bills. We also drove to the Clinica Fry, where the missionaries went for doctor appointments, to present the payments for medical attention; a different check for each doctor.
On Saturdays, we would go to the grocery store to do our weekly shopping. There were many checkout stands, it looked sort of like Wal-Mart or Target checkout stands. Occasionally we would go to the outdoor feiras, or markets but not often. They were usually held during the week when we would be in the office.
Our service was tuning pianos. Fred told Leon to bring his piano tuning tools. Most of the chapels had pianos that had not been tuned for years! Since our branch met in the afternoon, we would go Sunday mornings to locate the ward where we would visit during the week for the tuning. Traffic was much lighter on Sunday so it was easier to locate the places. We had a Guia, or guide, which helped us negotiate this large, busy city.
At one time, Leon developed severe pain in his side. He finally went to the hospital and the x-ray showed a kidney stone. The hospital was called Albert Einstein, a Jewish hospital and a very good one. The doctor that attended him had attended John Hopkins in the States. They gave him a relaxant and sent him home. Carol, Fred’s wife who had suffered from many kidney stones, recommended he drink a glass of water every 15 minutes. He did this, all day and night and the stone passed.
Close to the end of our mission, two other couples came to Sâo Paulo. Elder and Sister Fowler (she was a nurse) and Elder and Sister Simmons (he was a doctor and she was Pres. Benson’s niece). They were assigned to the North and South Missions but we lived in the same apartment complex. The Simmons were in the apartment next to us and the Fowlers across the way. It was really nice to have other couples to do things with and to show around.
Towards the end of our mission, the location for our Mission Office changed. We went to a building in the Santo Amaro neighborhood behind the Santo Amaro chapel. Fred had worked on that chapel when he was a young missoionary.. It was a little more cramped as to space and did not have the branch of the bank we used close by. I’m glad most of our mission was spent in the Church Area building next to the Temple and MTC or CTM as they called it.
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