Saturday, September 29, 2012

Ham

We got our first letter from Elder Johnson yesterday!!!!

September 27, 2012

Hello Family!
This is crazy! My companion's name is Elder Voracek. He's pretty cool. He runs like me! He is going to Seattle.
There's something wrong with the ham. I'm farting a lot. I didn't find anything in my first Narnia hole but I"m gonna check the second one soon enough. I really like it here. The food is good and the people are nice.
Voracek writes computer programs. I'm already learning so much and my teacher served in Alaska. He's really funny! I saw Jared Bertrand. He's happy. Love you. Write again soon!
Love
Elder Johnson


So he's alive and well... minus the whole ham situation! Until next time!
-Syd

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

LCF Laundry Room... Receiving a Call

The video of Boone opening his call in Alaska. Enjoy!
-SJ

The Beginning!

Hello! Sydney here!
So this is primarily for family and friends to keep track of my baby brother Boone, as he serves a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in Rochester, NY! The only problem is (hopefully) I will be leaving to serve my own mission in the next couple of months. So here is the sitch, if all goes to plan you can keep track of BOTH of us... and maybe even our parents too... that is if I can convince them to keep posting things. NO promises BUT in the mean time I will keep you as up to date has humanly possible.



Today we dropped Elder Johnson (SO weird calling him that) off at the MTC. Our parents are a little... and by a little, I mean a lot... paranoid of being late so we left from Tooele around 9 am. E.J. didn't need to report to the MTC until 12:45... so we had some time to kill. On the way out of town we stopped at the Stockton Miners Cafe for some FANTASTIC breakfast.

When we got to Provo there were some last minute errands to run... alarm clocks and umbrellas to buy. CTR Clothing has been fantastic to work with. I'm pretty sure that Daddy wants to volunteer there. Then it was off to Brick Oven. One of our Institute teachers swears by that place. They give the missionaries goody bags... which is apparently a big deal.

Finally our time was up and we had to drop E.J. off curbside. I would be lying if I said there weren't some... or a lot... of tears. I'm not sure if any of you know how this works, but you pretty much pull along the curb, unload the bags, give your last hug and then said missionary is whisked away by a fellow missionary wearing a "host" name tag. It seriously takes 30 seconds max. From the family end of things, you are sort of in shock until you get about half way home. In all the craziness our poor missionary forgot his goody bag in the car. I can picture the panicked look on his face when he realized he had forgotten it. Methinks Mum and Dad will be sending it via care package within the next couple of days.

We are SO SO proud of the decision Boone has made to serve a mission. I am SO jealous that he gets to start his adventure before me but I cannot wait to hear the stories. In the meantime, if you wish to hear stories from the man himself you can either 1) Write him using dearelder.com (you type the letter out like an email and they will send it to him for free at the MTC) or 2) Write to him at the following address:
Elder T. Boone Johnson
MTC Mailbox #131
NY-ROCH 1015
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793

I would like to take this time to thank all of our family and friends who have been super supportive especially as we've tried to get Boone gone ;) You are all wonderful and LOVED!
Until Next Time!
-Sydney L Johnson and the rest of the Johnson Crew