We kept the Sabbath Day holy. We had a picnic in a park by the Hall's apartment. The End.
Oh, and we ran into Steven Frandsen, one of Taylor's old mission companions. Doug is a councilor in the bishopric of a singles' ward and we went there and found good ol' Elder Frandsen. We met up with him later that week. It's a really small world. And the church is true - even in NYC.
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