July 3rd, 1963

 Date: 7-3-63

Yesterday my companion and I went down to Chur to work with the brethren there. Chur, I guess, is noted for being one of the most difficult towns in the mission to work in. Chur is about 100km from Rῠt, where we live, so it took us about 2 hours to drive down. It was real beautiful country. I had the opportunity to see where the Rhem begins and also the town where the classical Heidi was born. 

After working for about 5 hours tracting in Chur, I don’t believe it is any worse than some of the places in Zurich that we tracted out. As a matter of fact, I believe it would have a much better future than Zurich. While in Chur, we had the opportunity to do some tracting. I and the other junior companion, Elder Olsen, spent about three hours tracting. This was really a riot because we both didn’t know much German. However, after the day was over, I could understand and say quite a bit. 

In the short time I have been here the aus sprache for my name has produced some interesting results. I find many people say “Glaube nicht” which means “believe not” but at least they don’t forget my name. We’ll get a big laugh over it.