Ice Cream x 3
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You know that we like ice cream. We have told you that the ice cream here in Central New York is pretty much some of the best we have ever tasted. Everyone here likes ice cream. Monday was our last P Day that we would be able to see the missionaries in our District. Wednesday morning would bring transfers. We knew that we would be changing districts and that we might not see these young missionaries again. We had texted them and asked if we could treat them to ice cream to say goodbye. Of course, they agreed! Who could ever pass up ice cream? We headed to Norwich to have lunch and ice cream with our Sisters there. One of the things we love so much about the Norwich Sisters is that they love us so much. They call us just to check on us or to tell us about a miracle they experienced. Sometimes just to talk. We met them at a little place called Gilligan's Island. We had burgers and fries and ice cream. We bought the ice crea...