I just got the letter I tried to mail to Taylor back today--I'm trying to be a supportive friend. I hope he still knows I love him.
This is Taylor Syddall.
Isn't he precious?
I met him summer '08.
The memory of Taylor that i remember the most, was when I stayed up all night, and Taylor and Maxamilian stayed up all night in their dorm and we met in the park at about 5 a.m to watch the sunrise. After this we all walked up to campus and ate breakfast in the galley--back when it still existed.
Taylor Syddall is giving two years of his life to the lord. He is such a good boy, he is serving in the Mexico City South mission. I miss him a lot and i am so proud of him. I remember him texting me the day he got his call--it seems so long ago. I hope he is home before I know it.
Taylor loves Nutty Buddy bars, one time me and Amy felt bad for flaking out on Taylor and Max, so we bought them about 7 boxes of Nutty bars, and pinwheels, and a card, and some other things. They asked us if we wanted them to walk us home. We told them they didn't have to, but the gesture was much appreciated.
I am so proud of all my friends that are on missions--even though I am not very good about writing them
