As I said goodbye at the crack of dawn to the June transfer group, the white van pulled over to the side of the road a few doors down from the house and each elder yelled out the window with one arm raised high in the air "Hurrah for Israel."
This morning at 5:30 a.m. I said goodbye to yet another group of new return missionaries. This time it was in three installments due to the start of school. First we had a farewell dinner and discussion with Elder Dumouchel in St. Maarten, then we hosted Elders Robinson and Kaspers mid-August in the mission home. All three elders had to get back in school. The final installment of goodbyes included Elders Snider, Lucero, Davis and Walker. It was painful to see them go as it is each time a group leaves. But the payday came as I walked back in the mission home and found a thank you note from the group with the words "it would not have done for me to not have been here."
Do they remember? Yes!