Showing posts with label Lucy Corsi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucy Corsi. Show all posts

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Argentine Mission: Going Home: Trip to the Airport

I stayed up most the night the night previous, and was very glad to have a ride to the airport.  Lucy and Lilly had a friend with a car who agreed to take me. 
Ezeiza International Airport is to the Northwest of Buenos Aires, so it was a good drive.  San Martin, where I was, is to the Southwest of Buenos Aires.  I think Elder Jacobs caught a ride with the Apata family, from Don Torcuato, as they were at the airport as well. 
Elders Lynn, Reed Jacobs, Dennis Lange and I traveled together. 
We flew Aerolineas Argentinas.  We were headed to Peru for a four-day tour on the way home.  I watched the ground as we flew West from Buenos Aires.  It was interesting to watch the lay of the ground below, and how the urban terrain gave way to the rural.  It was my last view of Argentina before I fell asleep.






Saturday, August 17, 2013

Papers I Kept From My Mission to Buenos Aires

This is a favorite children's song in Argentina.  I wrote the title, but don't know who printed it for me.
Rice pudding I want to get married
With a senorita from San Nicolas
That knows how to sew
That knows how to sleep
That knows how to open the door
to go and play.

Lucy Corsi gave me this before I came home as attested by signature, With lots of caring, to Elder Wardle, from me, Lucy 1978
This are the words to a special song we sang many times with the Apata Family.  It is "Auld Lang Syne" in English.  Isabel Apata wrote down the words.
Song of goodbye
Why lose the hope of seeing you again
Why loss the hope if there is so much love
chorus:  It is nothing more than a see you later
Nothing more than a brief goodbye.
Very soon around the fire
We will reunite.
With our hands entwined
around the fireplace
We form this night
A circle of love.
chorus
That the Lord protect you
and bless you
Secure in the knowledge
That another day we will reunite
chorus
Someone drew me a clown.  I think this was later in my mission.  The clown Pimpin pinched his nose and with a sneeze made a strong achoo, made a strong achoo.
This was left to me by another Elder as he was going home, about a month into Argentina.  He was Elder Woodhouse's companion.  He was good with cartooning.  I think I have turned out more handsome than he supposed, and it has been 35 years.  I still have my hair (knock on wood).






Friday, January 28, 2011

The Corsi Family

Going through old photos and if I'm not mistaken this is Lilly, Ricky, Ita and Teresa Corsi from J.C. Paz.  They have been good friends through the years, although I haven't written as often as I should have.  Lucy, their older sister lives in the Orem area now.  She and her husband came to visit us in San Jose a few years back before they had moved here.
OK, as per Lucy, this is oldest to youngest, Ita, Ricky Tracy and David.  This would have been taken after my mission as Tracy was the baby when I was there.  The two older sisters, Lucy and Lilly are not in the picture.  David is Lucy's oldest.