John wiped out on his bike. He was out on a 13 mile ride, but as he neared home and was crossing a busy street, he flew off and scraped up his body. The front tire was ruined, so he called me from his cell phone to bring the van. I was amazed that there was no concussion, and no stitches needed. He was sore for 2 days.






I've been doing many phone calls and house visits to the Junior High Hmong kids who I'm taking to camp. There are forms to be signed, papers to be dropped off, and questions to be asked. Anna is going to camp next Sunday. Here she is with her younger sister. We know Anna pretty well since she's been coming to Awana for 3 years. John and I enjoy Anna's bubbly personality, confidence, and desire to follow God (despite family resistance).