As I was working at the outlet today, I ran into a couple of Caucasians who were representatives of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Naturally, we chatted for awhile about how's our life treating us lately. After that brief conversation, my heart was so grateful for this one very person, perhaps a family, Clint Stuckey.
When I first met Clint, he was known as Elder Stuckey who was serving his as a missionary up in the Bronx, New York. He was a very generous and patient guy and a kind friend to me. It was because of him and his family that I was able to further my study in the United State of America. They helped me without question ask and only wish that I will succeed in my study. Not only they helped me with school, they also loved me like one of their own, yes, they loved me like a son of their family. Indeed, I felt that deep in my heart and words just couldn't express how much I loved them.
Clint, thank you so much for believing in me. I love you and wish you the best. God be with you till we meet again.
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I just found out you have a personal blog. I will check back here everyone now and then from now on.
I think you are very blessed to have them treat you like their own and I am sure they know that you are grateful of their love.
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