The slow fall

I'm still doing fine here in Buffalo. It's still short sleeve weather here. I wish I could go running in the cold dry Utah fall. Elder Vizcaino and I had several families that all said they were coming to church and were solid about it but none of them showed up... The downtown Elders baptism fell through as well.

This week was pretty much walking through the trash neighborhoods in the daek talking with drunk people and getting second hand high. We found a few people but most of them already fell through.

The Liggans were a family we found. Lisa, the mother, was one of our potentials. She was a bible referral from a while ago but she was in the "contacted" section so we figured she already got it. We stopped in and the daughter let us right in which was interesting. We were standing in the door frame and we hear, "who is it?"and the daughter replied, "I don't know". So they yelled for us to walk all the way in haha. They had no idea who we were so we explained and they told us they never got the bible so we quickly corrected that. They are Pentecostal so they are very upbeat and happy. We taught them the restoration and gave them books of Mormon. 

Clarence, the husband, has a Mormon tabernacle choir tape that he loves. He said he wanted to come to church so we gave him the info. (He didn't come).

While all that was going on their older daughter started cooking oil on the stovetop and left the house... like drove off. Halfway through our lesson their kitchen was on fire and there was smoke drifting all over the ceiling. We caught the grease fire and stopped it. 

I talked to someone who likes music besides just rap for the first time in New York and we talked for a while and I've actually seen his favorite band live which was cool.

That was my week.