The Joy of Lexington

Hello All.
Sarah and Sara Joy are writing to let you all know that we tried to become fishers of trout rather than fishers of men. In our adventurous new spirit we made our way to a small stream in the foothills of the Blue Ridge where we tried our hand at fly fishing. It was all fun and games until Sarah actually hooked one. Poor little Winston, our brook trout, had to suffer 30 minutes of lip hookage while we sadly waited for Laurence (Krammy's roommate) to undo the damage and release our new friend. Sara Joy offered up prayers while Sarah spoke apologies and comforting words to our scaly friend. It was great a lesson for both of us that due to our soft hearts we could not survive the cold-blooded life of a gamer. So it is with great rejoicing that we return to our task of fishing for men (well, more like women...in the spiritual sense).

We hope that you all are recovering from conference and are enjoying your summers. After W&L's last large group tonight we're tired and are resigning from fishing of any kind. Peace...