After our church today I drove to our old ward to hear Sam Fallows speak. He was a young man we taught in Sunday school. He had just returned from his mission in Brazil. It was a very good talk. I enjoyed being there. It still feels more like home than our new ward. I miss the old ward already. I hope I come to love our new ward as much as I love the old ward. Those that I talked with were very friendly. One man that I home taught came and said...