This morning at the Post Library, upon arrival, we asked, as we always do, what they might have for us to do. The lady who is charge of us as volunteers said she needed our help in cleaning up the conference room. What? What conference room, we thought to ourselves. We walked over to a door that we'd never been in and she opened it up and immediately we could see why we had never knew it was there. It certainly could never be used as a conference room. It had become a storage room. She explained to us what she needed to have done. Now you will never guess where she wanted us to put a lot of the "stuff"; we had to walk it across the Library and stash it all in one of their small Word Processing rooms. So basically, we emptied out one room and trashed another. By the time we were through, the conference room was still not usable as a conference room and now the Word Processing room was not able to be used as a Word Processing room either. Oh well, we are not there to ask questions, but to do as we are asked.

This evening we had a nice visit with Brother Baum. He will be separating from the Army in 2 months and then will begin school at Idaho St. where he wants to study robotics. Sounds like he will have a great adventure ahead of him. We hope it will all work out for him.