I have said it before and I guess I need to say it again.  Maybe someday I will understand that the message is really for me, but I will share my secret with you.  Procrasination is a terrible master and it is not very forgiving.  It is hard to believe that almost a month and a half has passed since we last posted.  I know that I need to be more dilligent in writing about our Mission.

What is even harder to believe is that we have been on our Mission for a little over six months.  It is scary when I think that so much time has passed and I still have so much more to learn, and there's so much that I want to learn, I fear I won't be sucessful in either of these endeavors.  I guess I should be happy with even little positive experiences and feel that they will counted to my good.  The library still is isn't as busy as I had thought and maybe for me that is a good thing because I still tend to be intimidated by our guests.  I hope that in the next couple of months those feelings will go away.

Our assignment as Assistant Zone Leaders is going well.  I still feel that our Zone Leaders are carrying too much of the load, but we try and help where and when we can.  It is interesting tht I find that I share some of the same thoughts with our Zone Leader  although we have never discussed the need or the idea in advance.  Maybe there is something to the adage that great minds think alike (however I am pretty sure my mind is not all that great).

We recently found out that some friends of ours from Cedar City have been called to this Mission here in Salt Lake City.  We are anxious for them to get here and we have heard that they might even be assigned to our Zone.  We shall see.

We both continue to work on our own family lines and get frustrated about or progress, but for separate reasons.  I continue to find more brickwalls than people and it is all the harder because I don't have too many people to collarorate with.  However, I do have a second cousin in Indiana that I have been trying to contact, and I believe that we may contact each other this week.  I previously sent her some information and am looking forward to discussing it with her.  With more and more records being uploaded to the main Family History Websites, the work is getting a little bit easier and if I can ever really learn to be more patient, then maybe I can be more successful.  Lorene continues to try to clean up her family tree and has spent a good amount of time trying to shake some people out of her tree that don't belong there.

Time to turn the keyboard to the person that can take my jumbled thoughts and make some sense out of them.

From Lorene:

I had an experience last week that I’d like to share.  For the past few months, off and on, I have been looking for a 4^th great-grandfather on my mother’s side.  I discovered before coming on this mission that his daughter, my 3^rd great-grandmother Johanna, was probably connected to the wrong family.  She has been listed as the last child of Abraham Winn and Elizabeth Warren for several years, even on the genealogies that I received from my mother.  What I discovered is that Johanna was christened in a different parish than all of the other children.  Upon further investigation, I also discovered that Elizabeth Warren was 52 when Johanna was born and there is a 15 year gap between her and the next oldest child. Although this is possible, it caused me to wonder about her parents.  As I investigated further, I found 3 other children christened in the same parish as Johanna who are closer to her age. The christening records for all of these children have Abraham Winn and Elizabeth (with no maiden name) as their parents.  I decided to try to find another Abraham Winn married to an Elizabeth who is in the parish in which Johanna and these other children were christened.  I started looking in parish records for a marriage record, but after several days of looking I was having no success.  As I continued my search, I had a strong impression that I was taking the wrong approach.  The Spirit prompted me to try a different tactic and to look in Ancestry.com for a birth record for an Abraham Winn who could be Johanna’s father.  After just a few minutes, I found one!  He was born in the same parish where Johanna and the other children were christened and his birth year is consistent with the births of these children.  I feel strongly that this is Johanna’s correct father.  I still need to find her mother, but I know that the Spirit will continue to guide me in my search.

The Family History Library has been rather slow this past week.  However, that should change shortly as in a little more than a week the RootsTech conference here in Salt Lake will take place.  I expect that the library will be fairly busy then.  On our British Services Floor we were all a little saddened as one of the young Full Time Elders was released and sent home due to some health issues.  A new Elder has been assigned and we expect some other significant changes this week.  More info as it becomes available.

In light of a bunch of filler for the remainer of this post, I am including a talk that Lorene and I will be giving tomorrow at the Weekly Monday Morning Mission Devotional.  Generally the Senior Couple Missionaries speak individually, however we have determined that we will stand together and give our talks by alternating back and forth.  The text in regular script will be presented by Lorene and the italicized script will be presented by me.  Our comments are suppose to be three minutes each, however ours is around seven minutes so we expect to beshown the red card which means its time to finish and sit down.  It should be interesting and we are excited to have the opportunity to speak to almost three hundred missionaries - well maybe excited is a little bit of an exaggeration.

"Good morning Elders and Sisters.  My name is Lorene Eggleston Walker and I am the daughter of Selar Orland and Arva Williams Eggleston.  I am the second of 6 children, 3 girls and 3 boys.  My parents both grew up in small Utah towns, my father in Eden and my mother in Vineyard.  They met in California while visiting family and friends and decided to stay there to raise their family.

I was blessed to be born of goodly parents who loved the Lord.  They both went on missions as young adults and have been called to serve missions on the other side of the veil.  I know this because of a dream I had after my father died suddenly of a heart attack at the age of 50 when I was 19 years old and in my first year of college.  In my dream, he came back and told me that he was called by the Lord to do His work on the other side.

Sister Walker and I met at the Institute of Religion adjacent to Mt. San Antonio Jr. College in 1968 in Southern California.  Upon asking Sister Walker what college classes she was taking, she informed me that her hardest class was in ear training which was a music class.  However, not wanting to let the opportunity to pass me by, I pulled her hair away from the side of her head and said as politely as I could:  jump ear, jump.  From that moment on she reveled in my sense of humor as she has for the past 43 years.  Leaving college, I joined the Air Force, and we saw each other one more time before our summer reunion in 1971.  We both happened to attend a Young Adult dance in Sacramento not knowing the other one of us would be there.  It had been several months since we had seen each other, and at the dance we both saw each other about the same time.  However, Sister Walker was a little bit unsure if it really was me.  I still don't understand her hesitancy, as the only thing different about me was my toupee and, golly gee, just because she never saw me with much hair on my head is no reason not to recognize me.

Thirteen years after my father died, when my mother was dying I was comforted by the Spirit with the knowledge that everything would be alright.  After she passed away, I questioned the Lord–His definition of “alright” and mine were not the same.  This period of time was very difficult for me.  I was a busy mother of 4 with one on the way, going to school to finish classes I needed to earn my California teaching credential, and of course serving in the church.  As I pleaded with the Lord to understand why my parents were taken so early in life, the Holy Spirit comforted me and I was blessed with the knowledge that Heavenly Father was in charge and it was His will.  Although it’s been difficult, I have learned to accept His will through this and other trials in my life.  I have also learned to depend on the Lord.

I, too, was born of goodly parents, or more to the point, I was born of a goodly number of parents.  First there are my natural parents Richard and Eleanor Walker, although actually Gray is my grandfather's last name and he was either adopted or hijacked the name Walker when his mother married John Walker after her marriage to Ora Gray ended.  Secondly, my natural mother returned to work right after I was born and I was placed in a foster home where I was welcomed into the Weberg family until I started high school then I returned to my real parent’s home.  While in High School, discovering my parents alcohol abuse problem , I spent a lot of time with the family of my best friend, Mike Vehawn.  After my parents died in 1985, Brother and Sister Vehawn became surrogate grandparents to our children. Lastly, there is my Mission Mom, Sister Sharon Walker, who we met in the MTC when we started our mission at the end of August.  So as you can see, I have a goodly number of parents and for that matter a good number of family lines to do family history work for.  It is almost overwhelming at times.

My husband’s parents died within two months of each other 2 years after my mom’s death.  Our oldest daughter was 11 years old and our youngest was two.  Because our children grew up pretty much without the privilege of having a close relationship with grandparents, we decided after we retired to move close to our children so that our grandchildren would have that privilege.  Hence, we bought a home in Cedar City, Utah where we would spend the summers and one in Surprise, Arizona, where we would spend the winters.  Of course, the nice weather in each place during those seasons had nothing to do with our decision.  We have spent the last 4 years going back and forth between our two homes.

Almost from the beginning of our marriage, my wife and I have talked of serving a mission after our children were grown.  As the years came and went, however, she developed some health issues so that when the time came that we were retired and would otherwise be considering full-time missionary service, we figured that her health problems would prevent it.  So we decided that we would serve as Church Service Missionaries.  We looked at a few possibilities and ended up serving at Deseret Industries. 

We were able to serve in Cedar City while we were there, and in Phoenix when we were in Arizona.  It was a wonderful experience which lasted for a little over two years.  After that, my husband started volunteering at the family history center in Cedar City.  After a short time, he tried to convince me to come and serve there also, but I felt that I didn’t know enough to be able to be of service.  Having come from a long line of pioneer ancestors, there was little, I thought, that I could do family history-wise.  Boy, was I wrong!  After I got started on family history, I discovered that there was much I could do to clean up the records that were on Family Tree.  I also found some ancestors which needed their temple work done.  It wasn’t long before the Spirit of Elijah took over, so, after a few weeks of my husband nagging, opps, I mean encouraging me, I too started volunteering at the Family History Center.  We also went to the temple regularly and did the work for several family names that we had found.

This continued for another year and a half.  Then, last spring, we felt like we needed to do something more.  I started looking at other volunteer opportunities, and Sister Walker did some sewing, but we both spent a lot of time watching TV and otherwise wasting our time. 

Just before April Conference, I knelt and prayed for direction and the Spirit whispered, “Go on a full-time mission.”  Some other things had led up to this point: for example, a conversation with a sister at the temple while waiting to do initiatory work and a comment from my doctor who is a member of the Church.  I had heard that the mission to the Family History Library in Salt Lake (I didn’t know the full name of the mission at that time) was a good mission to go to if you didn’t have the stamina to serve a proselytizing mission so because of that, and our love for family history, that was where I wanted to go.  So on the Thursday before April Conference, I told my husband that I thought we should go on a full-time mission.  He was so excited, as were our children when we told them.

When we got here and the Mission Presidency said that they had prayed us here, we knew it was true because we had felt the gentle nudgings of the Spirit which brought us to this place at this time.  The Lord has blessed me with improved health and I have discovered that there are some others that have health problems that are worse than mine yet they continue to serve faithfully. 

Being a convert to the Church has resulted in my search for my ancestors a little bit more challenging then Sister Walker’s.  However, since coming to this mission I have had an Elijah moment that I will remember forever.  My paternal grandmother told me that she had a half brother who immigrated to the U. S. in the late 1800's with his father and nanny from Germany; his nanny became his step mother within days of their arrival.  I had found Gustav on the 1894 Michigan State Census and the 1900 U.S. Census, but could find no more trace of him.  About a month ago at the Family History Library I found his death certificate indicating that he died in 1909 at the age of 22.  Shortly after finding this certificate, I had a dream that there was a banner across my family tree on FamilySearch that said "You will be happy to meet Charles, Clara and Gustav." At first I thought this message was for anyone who looked at my family tree, but I have come to understand that the message is just for me, and I look forward to the time on other side of the veil when I will meet my Great-Grandparents Charles and Clara and my Great-Uncle Gustav Janousky.  Recently I have completed his temple ordinances and we plan shortly to complete his temple sealing to his father and step-mother.

We are enjoying our mission here and love serving with so many wonderful people.  We know the gospel is true and bear this testimony in the name of Jesus Christ, amen."

January 10, 2016

NEWS FLASH - SALT LAKE CITY

This item has just come in from our correspondent in Salt Lake City, Utah.  It has been reported that the casts from Steve Walker (aka Elder Walker) hands have been removed.  Furthermore, the doctors report that he can once again use the keyboard and resume weekly posts.  Ha, ha just kidding.  I hate to admit it but once you take a break from posting to your blog weekly it gets a little harder to resume writing again.

Things have been rather slow at the library on the British Services floor as most guests that have visited our floor lately seem to be able to find what they need without much assistance from us Missionaries.  However, when we are able to assist they seem to have a variety of needs which give us a little broader perspective and increase our skills a bit.  My assistance has been a little bit more basic than the aid that Lorene is asked to render, but still is important to the guests.  Lorene has had the more complex searches, but she has been able to rise to the challenge.  I am starting to mentally figure how to navigate the aids that allow our guests to search and find their ancestors and am hoping to begin implementing those tools in seeking some members of my own family tree.  Lorene continues to try and fix errors that exist in family tree and it is very frutrating when some of the information that is entered is obviously incorrect or not even possible.  I still am trying to understand why our ancestors want to us to seek them out yet seem so hard to find at times, but it's probably because the things that are most important sometimes take the most effort to achieve.

We still have not been asked to speaking at the weekly Mission Devotional and that is a little discouraging.  We only know of one other set of missionaries who came in with our group back in September that have not spoken, and they are scheduled to speak at the end of the month.  We don't know if we have been overlooked, or if we are on their radar and just have to be patient a little more.  We have our four month interview with the Second Counselor in the Mission Presidency and his wife tomorrow and  we are looking forward to that opportunity.  We have some a great Mission Presidency and their wives are just as awesome.  Their concern for each of the missionaries is matchless.  We continue to grow as we serve and are so appreciative of the support that our fellow missionaires and family give us.

I'd best set this aside so that your favorite Editor-in-Chief, well at least my favorite Editor-in-Chief, can reveiw, revise and otherwise redact my writing.

I "redacted" that statement because Elder Walker is a little too generous with his praise.  I don't think I'm doing any better than he is, but I'm trying!  (I didn't even know what"redact" meant until he explained it to me.  I thought it was a typo!  So I had to redact something just to be funny, but what I said about my abilities compared to his is true.)

We've been given another assignment.  We have been asked to serve on the "Hail and Farewell" committee.  We have our first one tomorrow night.  It should be fun, but I hope we can keep up with all of our responsibilities.  This is the fourth thing we've been asked to dobetween our zone, our branch and the mission.   We've been greatly blessee, however, and continue to enjoy serving the Lord.

The week before Christmas brought some family issues that affected our blogging skills, so we took a week off to get our collective head screwed back on right.  Besides, I can't think of any other excuse for not posting last week.  A few days before Christmas resulted in a second round of antibiotics for Lorene to deal with an infection, and we think that maybe she is over it now and are hoping for no more recurrances.  Although she has had some minor health issues since we started serving here in Salt Lake City, they have not been debilitating and for the most part she has recovered very quickly.  We know that overall she has been blessed with good health and has been able to serve even with minor disruptions.

Christmas was rather quiet and, to our recollection, we have never had an entire Christmas morning just to ourselves.  The peace and quiet was rather nice, but a little lonely, and we able to enjoy just being together remembering why and what Christmas really means.  To top the day off we went to our Branch for a Christmas dinner with our fellow missionaries.  We were sad that several of our missionary friends were not in attendance as they spent the time with family members who live live close by, but we had no regrets about spending the time with our mission family.  We were especially sad that our adopted mom, Sister Sharon Walker, was not with us, as she has gone home and been released due to some health issues.  We love her so much and will ever be grateful for her friendship, and we call and check up on her on a regular basis.

In less than a week we will begin a new year and, with it, new opportunites as well as new challenges. The past year has gone by very fast; we are hoping that this year passes more slowly. We want to savor our new friendships as long as possible and want to be more effective at helping others find their ancestors and to continue to search and find our own family members (Steve) and clean up the records in Family Tree (Lorene).  Time passes too quickly to waste it, thus my New Years's wish is to be more effective with what time is allotted to me and to develop a more meaningful relationship to Him who we follow.  The Savior is only as far away from us as we put Him, and thus conversly is only as close to Him as we draw close to Him.

We have both recommitted ourselves to our Mission which has brought a great sense of peace and comfort to each of us.  We have been trying unsucccessfully to concentrate on our Mission as well as dealing with some family issues at the same time and it has been very hard on us emotionally as well as affecting us somewhat in our service at the Family History Library.  We have come to realize that we will likely have some of these family issues long after we are no longer serving as missionaries, but we won't always be here on a mission serving others and helping them find and become connected to their ancetors.  Although we still have love our family and care about them, their issues will no longer prevent or diminish our opportunnites to serve and help others as we put the Lord first and His work of bringing families together.  We also know that because we are here on a mission, the Lord will watch over our family and He will be there for them.

I just want to add a note about what Steve wrote in the last paragraph.  I was writing in my journal this morning about how difficult it has been to balance our time, efforts, and emotions between the family issues, health concerns, and our missionary responsibilities.  As I finished writing about my concerns in these areas, the thought came to me through the Spirit that we must "Seek . . . first to build up the kingdom of God, and to establish his righteousness . . ." (JST Matt. 6:38).  I didn't share this with Steve until after he wrote (and I edited) the blog. I am awed that he and I had the same inspired thought about putting the Lord first.  One blessing that has come to us as a result of our missionary service is that we are becoming more united.

May your new year be a joy to you in all the aspects of your life.

December 6, 2015

Another week of our Mission has come and gone as quick as all the rest which is rather scary.  Things continue to be rather slow on the British Services Zone.   However, that is a good thing as it has given us both time to concentrate a little more on our own research.  Lorene is becoming an expert in correcting errors on Family Search and I am becoming more confident with Ancestry.  It still is rather difficult for Lorene to find new names, and I have been able to find some new names that need to be verified,but the names, dates and places seem to be a good match.

Last night helped put some of my feelings about my grandmothers family come alive and the following is a summary of what felt and learned:

A Trail of Personal Discovery

As missionaries we have been encouraged to share Elijah moments with our zones, and as a fairly new missionary I had always thought those moments were to be about our experiences with our guests to the Family History Library.  However, I have come to realize that such moments also include our experiences with our own family research.  Last night while I was sleeping, I had a dream and a very strong impression that made me realize how pleased I will be to meet my great-grandparents and my great uncle, Gustav Janousky.  This impression was manifested to me as a banner on my FamilySearch Family Tree which simply said: "You will be pleased someday to meet Charles, Clara, and Gustave".

Many years ago when I first expressed an interest in Family History, my Grandmother Walker told me that her parents and step-brother, Gustav, immigrated to the United States from Germany before she was born.  She further told me that Clara, for whom my grandmother is named, was initially Gustave's nanny.  With only their names, dates of birth, and information as to when and where they lived in the United States, I began a search that has lasted many years.

Thanks to my wife's encouragement over the years to do my family history, perseverance, and modern technology, I have been able to piece my grandmother's story together.  I have found several U.S. census records that include my grandparents, ship passenger lists, pictures, and marriage and death records which have verified what she told me.  We all have a story to tell and now is the time to ensure that future generations will know our stories through our own family histories.

In my quest to discover my great-grandparents and great uncle, I found the passenger list that tells me that they immigrated from Prussia on the ship "Rugia," they left from Hamburg, were going to live in Washtenaw County which is in Michigan, and arrived in New York on May 2, 1892.  After being in the United States for only a few days, Charles and Clara were married in Ann Arbor, Washentaw, Michigan on May 7, 1892.  Now, seven-year-old Gustave had a mom again.

Until recently I had run into a brick wall with my great-uncle Gustave.  Gustave is included in a special 1894 Michigan Census and in the 1900 U.S. Census living with my great-grandparents,  his two half-brothers and half-sister, my grandmother, in Ann Arbor.  However, that's where his trail ended.  Recently I found Gustave's death certificate which brought a sad closure to my sleuthing.  Gustave died in 1909 at the age of 22 just before the 1910 Census, and had been recently been discharged from the U.S. Navy. The fact that as a recent immigrant Gustave enlisted in the U.S. Navy tells a whole lot about his allegiance to his new country and also makes me proud to be a military veteran myself.

The research of the census records helped to fill out my grandmother's family unit.  Four boys and two girls (one of which is my grandmother) were born to Charles and Clara in Ann Arbor, and all but one were buried in the same cemetery in Ann Arbor as my great-grandparents, which makes me feel that they were a very loving family.  After my grandmother married in Ann Arbor, she and my grandfather moved to California in the early 1950's and they are buried in same cemetery as my parents.  Researching the Death Certificates of Charles and Clara have provided clues about my great-great grandparents that have sparked an interest in finding the next generation.  Hopefully, I will be as successful in finding out and tell their story too. 

This journey of confirming and discovering the story of Charles, Clara, and Gustave is a personal witness to me that the scriptures are true as they tell us "the heart of the fathers will turn to the children and the heart of the children will turn to the fathers."  Further-more, I know that just as the Holy Ghost is a Being of Spirit that can come to us, Elijah has a tangible spirit that can come to us also. It is through this spirit of Elijah that I have taken this journey and will be pleased to someday meet Charles, Clara and Gustave.  

Steve and Lorene 

December 6, 2015

We certainly are not part of the milineal generation.  The previous post was supposed to have been published last week because that was almost the end of November and it didn't make show up in our blogs, so now you have two blogs to catch up with to see how things are going with the Walkers.

Things have slowed down on the British Services Floor and I think it has more to do with the time of the year rather than a lack of interest in Family History.  Most of the guests in our zone know what the are doing and who they are looking for, or they go directly to the Staff for assistance.  However, we do have some who need help and otherwise we keep ourselves busy doing our own research, or in training.  We have made friends with one of the guests who is from New Zealand and we have been able to help him with his family tree on Ancestry.com or in correcting things in FamilySearch.  He is going to be here for almost a year, so I am sure that we will get to help him many more times,

We have both been given extra assisgnments in our zone which we give new experieces and allow us to be of assistance to our zone leaders.  Our zone leaders are so very dedicated to running the zone and put in so many extra hours to ensuring that the zone runs smoothly, I am glad we help them.  It feels great to be needed and to feel like we are contributing to the zone.  However, Lorene's first love is to be able to help the guests when they come to our floor.  I am not quite there yet, but working on it.  We will be helping with weekly devotionals, music and daily thems, some reports and reviewing new training modules.

On Friday night we took Lorene's brother Wayne out for his birthday and we had a nice visit with him.   Wayne and our son Michael could almost be brothers.  They are both unmarried, live alone and its take little to satisfy them.  Saturday we went to a musical production of "A Christams Carol" at the Hale Centre Theater, and it is what the name implies, a theater in the round.  We thoroughly enjoyed and had the opportunity to spend some time with many of our fellow Missionaries. We had a nice, although very short visit with our daughter and her family last night.  They were here for a couple of family activities for LaVerl's family.  We went over to Temple Square to look at the Christmas lights and then came back to our apartment for hot chocolate to ward ourselves up.  It was nice to spend some time with them.  

We continue to have time to worry about all of our children the problems that have to face in their lives.  Some problems and issues and concerns are greater than others and some times they make good decisions and some times they don't.  However, agency gives them the right to make their own decisions and we continue to hope that when they make the now so good choices that they will learn a better way and not to repeat them.

Steve: It's hard to beleive that November is almost gone and over with.  Even harder to believe is that tomorrow will mark three months that we have been serving as full time Seasoned Missionaries. (Doesn't seasoned sound so much beter than being called Senior Missionaries.  I haven't figured out the average age of the Missionaries that are here, but I belive that we are on the younger side; however, that may be just hopeful thinking.)  This weekend was a little strange for us, we actually had a four day weekend due to the Thanksgiving Holiday.

Speaking of Thanksgiving, our Thanksgiving Day was great, we only had to cook one dish -- green bean casserole.  I guess as a Missionary I should be be more truthful, Lorene actually cooked the casserole, and I forgot which one was hers and didn't even get any of it.  At any rate, we had dinner with about two hundred other Missionares, played games and, most importantly, we had great company.  We ended up sitting at a table with six young elders, and it was the best part of the afternoon.  Our daughter, Katie, encouraged us to have dinner here in the Mission rather than trying to go home, and I am so glad that we did.

This week at the library was a little slow, which didn't surprise me due to the holiday.  I finished my training workbook this past week which was a relief to our Zone Leaders, and which I probably should have done before I received my certificate, but it all worked out in the end.  I am now starting to create my own cliff notes to help me learn how to find ancestors in the various countries included in our Zone which should help me.  Additionally, my mentor seems to be a little more accessible which should be helpful.  We have two new Missionary Couples starting this week in our Zone which will be of great assistance to our guests.  It will be interesting to see how many guests we have come to the library for the next month.  It was a little sad, a group came from another country this past week to primarily do research in our zone and they did not know that the library was closed on Thursday and Friday.  We continue to be happy to be serving in the British Zone and for the knowledge we are gaining.

Lorene has been commenting for the last couple of weeks about how surprised she was that it hasn't snowed.  Well, yesterday Mother Nature must have been tired about hearing the inquires and blessed us with not only cold weather, but also some white, powdery covering to go with it.  I rather liked it, but Lorene would have been more than happy to let the white stuff stay up in the ski slopes.  As for me, I hope this was not the the only snow we get for the rest of winter, but please don't tell Lorene that I said that.

Lorene: I always like to say that I like snow as long as it's outside and I'm inside keeping nice and warm.  It's so pretty to look at, but it's also very cold.  I don't do well with being cold, but I think I'm doing pretty good as long as I bundle up as much as possible. 

I want to tell you about an experience I had this week.  On Thanksgiving morning, I received an email questioning something I did in Family Tree.  Both the woman who wrote and I have ancestors named William McKenzie, and when I did something on mine it somehow affected hers.  So I went on Family Tree to see if I could figure out what I did and why, but it was something I did during our first 2 weeks of training here and I don't remember.  I emailed her back and told her that, and I promised that I would do more research and figure out who belongs to whom.  I told her that as a missionary in the British Zone I have access to many records and professional consultants that can help me.  She emailed me back the following: