My Last Week in Phelan

Man, I'm not even sure what to really say. I got a transfer call yesterday and was told that I'm being transferred. That kinda stinks. I really love Phelan and all of the people in it. I have made so many friends and done so many things here, it is really hard to realize that I'm leaving.

So let's start at last Monday. I didn't have time write a big ol' long email last week because there were some senior citizens talking a computer class in the library, so I only had an hour, so I wrote the folks who emailed me then didn't have time to do anything else. But, I did get to play Ultimate Frisbee! The best sport to play. That was tons of fun. Elder Pettegrew ran out of money this week, which is actually pretty funny, so he's been eating a lot of peanut butter tortillas recently.

This week we've had a lot of lessons with investigators. We have a list of 18 of them here, but only 4 came to church yesterday. That is probably the hardest thing to get people to do. No one wants to come to church! Even when they tell us that they believe what we taught them was true. There was this one guy who Elder Pettegrew and Elder Montgomery (an elder from the area right next to mine. We were on exchanges that day) found while tracting. He said that he and his wife prayed last night to have help come this morning, then they showed up that next morning, which was on Thursday. He believed that we were sent from God, but just yesterday said that he has "heard some stuff" (probably from the internet) about Mormons and doesn't want to talk to us any more, even though he still thinks that God sent us. That really doesn't make sense to me.

Exchanges on Thursday were sweet. I went up to Wrightwood with my district leader, Elder Bagley. He and I are pretty good friends, and, to be honest, neither of us were getting along with our companions too well, so it was a good time to have a little bit of a break and be with a friend. For dinner we ate at this place called Mexico Lindo. Super delicious cuisine. Yummo! Who knew something that good would be in a place called Wrightwood?

Yesterday was really tough. Since I found out I was leaving, the bishop, Bishop Best, announced it. There were so many people coming up to me and hugging me and telling me to be a good boy and stuff. My investigator, Carla, who is getting baptized on Saturday, had a total meltdown. That was strange. I just hope that I can love my new area as much as I love Phelan, because Phelan is a super awesome place that I want to come back to some day.

Nothing else of real significance to tell you. It was a pretty average week in terms of missionary service. Just teaching lessons, and when we weren't teaching we were out knocking on doors trying to find some more people to teach. I'll let all ya'll know where I'm at in a week. Keep being the best friends and family that I know!

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Now go, and be Golden,

Elder R. Sage Taylor

There's a picture of a ghost hand. Freaky.

I loved the CHURROS license plate. I laughed when I saw it.

The picture of Rex and Buzz is kind of a long story. Me and Elder Montgomery, the new elder in Wrightwood, wanted to do something funny, so he bought Rex and I bought Buzz and we put our names on each other's toy. Kind of silly, but that guy is awesome.

Another picture is on me and Pettegrew tracting. I wanted proof, so I took that picture. It was kinda cold that night.

Here are the Turners. Emily, and her niece. Brian, in the 2011 shirt, and Angela. And me too.

Here are the Burns. Chris, the dad, Summer, the Mom, Judy, Chris and Gage. Little Chris is the one we baptized at the beginning of September.

Little Chris is the one we baptized at the beginning of September. I know it's blurry, but what am I to do?

This is Brother Fenn. Totally cool guy, that is our Teddy bear child, or something like that. I don't know.

These ladies we affectionately refer to as "the Golden Girl" Sisters Vanik, Vaughn,and Anderson. Super sweet women who bought us lunch today. They were walking out of McDonald's as we were walking in.

Jenny and me