Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Daniel welcomed me to Barrio 7 in Buenos Aires Argentina in June of 1975. I knew we were going to get along famously as we both had red hair and he had an infectious laugh/chuckle. He was an honest, warm and caring person who was willing to listen, console and advise. We spent a lot of time teaching from panels at the Once Plaza in BA with Elder Park, Teare, Spencer and Beck. Daniel taught me how to cook pot roast and peach cobbler on a missionaries budget and that any difficulty could be overcome though prayer and honest evaluation. I was profoundly struck by the tender comments from his family. Daniel has gone home and is waiting to greet us.
