Mike and Linda

First off, this is the second time I am putting captions with these pictures. That's as in GRRRRRRRRRR! I'm so Mad! No one should h...

I have always loved hearing about the life experiences of President Monson. His words have been an inspiration to me as he draws great lesso...

We received many wonderful treats from family and friends for Christmas (stay with me...I know it's the end of January). We were so gra...

Last weekend, we got to go to Savaii, one of the three major islands in the Samoa Mission. Here we are, waiting for the ferry to take off. W...

Chickens roam freely in Samoa, as do pigs. It's a delightful part of the culture and we love it...well, at least the chickens. (The pi...

Elder Merrell mentioned awhile ago that he thought he ought to start helping with the blog. I let him know that it was MINE! He respected my...

The first Sunday we attended church in Samoa the ward choir sang. We didn't realize that it was the ward choir because they didn't h...

In Samoa, there are no street addresses. You'd have to live here to understand why. So, when people ask me where I live, I tell th...

Elder Merrell has described his role in the Mission Office as one similar to Radar on the sitcom, M*A*S*H*. I have thought long and hard, to...

A couple of months ago, our Stake had a Relief Society Conference. It was so much fun! Each ward had a room or area to display talents from ...

These are my favorite pair of black heels. I was told to bring closed-toed sandals, and that no one wore nylons in Samoa. I was a stubborn h...