We had the awesome priviledge of getting to know a lot of missionaries while Trent's parents were the Misssionary Presidents here in Baltimore. One of our family favorites was definetely Elder Hammer. Sunday dinners at the mission home were always a good time with him around. He would play tricks on the kids and make them laugh. He told them about how Scooby-doo lived in his apartment. And was just an all around fun time. Trent really got along well with him to, since Elder Hammer was/is an avid golfer, also on the BYU golf team. To me he just felt like a brother. When he left Baltimore literally I cried! We took him dinner the weekend before he left, Cafe Rio, and I went to hug him goodbye and realized that I couldn't hug him. It was a sad day.
So when he called to tell us he was coming back for a visit we jumped at the opportunity to have him for dinner. Not knowing that it was going to be a weekend of a huge storm and we would have no power, but we made do! It was great to meeet his parents too. It felt like old times and was so good to see him again! Until next time Jordan! We will miss you!
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