A little over 6 years ago I was on my mission in Madrid. I was transferred to new area at the same time as another elder. I remember asking him if was really from Hawaii, since he was so tall and blonde. We ended up serving together in the same district for nearly seven and a half months and had a lot of good times together. He was actually nice to the sisters and a hard worker, without being too zealous and overbearing. I knew he was going home just a month before me and planning on being an English major when he got back to BYU. When I was transferred out of that area, we exchanged emails and addresses and promised to get back in touch some day, like I did with a lot of other missionaries. I got home in January and started trying to contact some of the people I'd been friends with back in the mission. I emailed this particular elder and found out that he had gone to the computer lab that very day in order to email me. We started emailing each other and talked on the phone a few t...
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One of my daughters got me one of those scooters the grocery store provides, after I was injured recently. She was having a ball driving it around, to get it to me. I rode it for about 3 minutes and told her to put it back! It was too embarrasing to look like an 'old person'. In your case, you may FEEL old on occasion, but at least you don't look it, too! And as was pointed out, it's TEMPORARY!
(I'm kind of like my Grandmother, who refused to buy a pair of 'nice, sturdy shoes'. My aunt told her that my other aunt had just bought some and loved them. My grandmother said, 'If Lola wants to wear old-lady shoes she can, BUT I'M NOT WEARING OLD LADY SHOES! Grandma was in her 90's then!)
"if you had one" = i.e. a Jazzy.