Hey Guys,
	No biggy here, except for our car.  We knew that the transmission 
needed replacing.   Now, before you think that you are reading an old 
post, let me just explain that this is our latest car, not the old 
one that Matt totaled or the one that had its transmission replaced 
three times and was finally working right before the engine died and 
needed to be junked.  Anyway, we were planning on having the 
transmission replaced next week while we are on vacation in New 
Hampshire, but, while Greg was delivering mail this past Wednesday, 
our car just died.  Sadly, no one seems to know why yet.  We're 
hoping that it is something simple, like the electrical system, but, 
as of yet, it appears to be a mystery.  How we will pay for this is a 
mystery too.  We are still paying off the other transmission on the 
dead car, kind of like paying for a dead horse, and we've had to rent 
a car to go to New Hampshire.  Oh well, it's just money, right.  I 
think that God may have to sell two cows for this one.  Oh well, it's 
under His control, if not mine.  I really like the saying that Rhonda 
sent a while back by Luther, "Pray, and let God do the worrying."  He 
can have it.
	Hopefully, Liz will be flying home tomorrow.  We are supposed to 
pick her up at the airport on our way to New Hampshire.  Oh, please 
pray that things go much more smoothly than they did for getting her 
to Florida in the first place.  She called on Tuesday and admitted to 
being a little home sick, but we haven't heard from her since.  Her 
recital was yesterday and today she is playing a duet with another 
girl and singing in a chorus at a concert that the college is putting 
on.  I do wish that we could have been there, but at least we can 
hear her pieces when she get's back home.  I believe that the piece 
that she played yesterday for the recital was a sonnetina and if so, 
I've heard her play that before and she does it well.  She hadn't 
memorized it though when she played it before so I'm wondering if 
having to memorize it will increase the speed some.  It should.
	No news on the boys.  Last Sunday, Greg saw Chris riding a bike in 
Bangor and when Chris saw Greg, he scowled.    I suppose that he's 
still mad that we didn't bail him out.  Since his bike was stolen, 
I'm wondering whose bike he was using, but, oh well.
	We've decided to let Matt call us, since I don't think that he 
appreciated us calling him.  I think that he really wants space.  No 
job yet, though, as far as we know.
	Well guys, I've bored you enough for now.    If you could please 
keep the car situation and my daughter in your prayers, I'd 
appreciate it.  Rhonda, I'm praying for clear skies down your way for 
tomorrow.  Please!
Kathy