Zion Lutheran Church

I cannot express my gratitude adequately enough to all who have been sending letters and boxes my way while I've been Down Range.

A special thanks, though, must go to Zion Lutheran Church (you know where you are!) for the astounding number of boxes they've sent to Soldiers, care of my address. In case the Soldiers haven't been returning the self-addressed postcards you folks include within each box (presumably), please let me tell you that Soldiers where I work have taken to popping their heads into my office to ask whether I've gotten another shipment in.

It's rather amusing, really. They don't want to appear greedy, so they often find some other pretext for stopping by. Then, after some pleasantry or other, they'll just let slip, "Say, Sir, do you have anything for me today?"

At times I've felt like they were asking me for illegal drugs or something.

The looks on their faces when they're leaving with one of ZLC's boxes -- triumph, anticipation, gratitude, relief -- are priceless.

Many thanks to all, but today especially to the parishioners of Zion Lutheran Church!

(By the way, Down Range has cooled off sufficiently that Mama and Papa B from California managed to send me a huge box of M&Ms successfully.... Hint. Hint. Hint. Dark chocolate M&Ms with or without peanuts are especially appreciated. Hint. Hint. Hint.)

Blessings and peace to one and all,


Fr. Tim, SJ

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