I hope Dave someday gets to the day after the wedding in his travelogues. Especially when he “helped” me return the tuxes. His hands are messed up and he can’t really carry anything, so his helping consisted of me carrying 4 garment bags, apparently filled with concrete, while he carried nothing. Presence ministry, I guess.

We also dropped stuff off to the Hsus at their hotel. That was funny because I don’t think Mrs. Hsu remembered my name. She greeted us with “Hello David. Hello…” and then asked Dave to come to New Jersey. I don’t think Mr. Hsu remembered either of our names, but I’m guessing.

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