I realize that today's missionaries' experiences with mail are completely different from my experiences 20 years ago. Back in my day, we'd look forward to getting mail after a long day of tracting. Mail for us came in the form of physical letters on paper inside envelopes. Weird, huh?
Sometimes, there would be a little postcard in with the mail informing us that a package was waiting at the post office. Since we usually didn't see the mail until the end of the day, We'd have to wait overnight before picking up the package. That made for an extremely long night. Today's strip hopefully captures the experience.
I could go on, but I've got to go yell at some kids loitering on my lawn now.
Monday, May 25, 2015
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