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Apr 30 - May 2 (week 75)

Another week down, time really flies too fast. The weathers warming up which means the drunks are roaming free. This week has been really difficult in that respect.

My new member’s husband beat her this week and left her with a nice fat black eye. We were in the area and we happened to run into her. She was an emotional mess and as we tried to console her, her husband showed up; a little less than drunk a little less than sober. She started screaming at him, and demanding that he return a bunch of things (they live separate). He went two hit her a few times but I imagine two 6 foot something thick American boys were more than a little frightening for the 5 foot little guy. He even picked up some decent sized rocks trying to intimidate us. I really wanted to just let him have it, but I’m afraid my little nametag held me back. In the end I got her calmed just enough to give up on getting her stuff back and I sent the bewildered little man on his away, before taking her to one of the member’s houses to chill. After talking to her for an hour or so and sharing quite a few scriptures we realized that we needed to go. It was 9:20 and despite the fact that we needed to be home at 9:30 and were at least 20 minutes or so from home I felt that we needed to walk.

As we walked we talked about how as Americans who grew up in good families it was out of the question to even think about hitting a woman. However our conversation was interrupted by the scream of a woman from about 50 yards up the road. My companion and I rushed to see what happening just to find some drunk guy trying to drag some girl along, as she desperately clung to a fence. As we approached yelling at him he stopped hitting her. He told us it was none of our business and that we just need to go away. I told him if I see anyone hitting a woman it’s my business and that if he didn’t stop I was going to take him to the police. He some how got her up off the ground and to agree to go with him. But my companion and I followed him just to make sure he didn’t try to hit her again. We kept our distance and for a few seconds they left our sight, in those few seconds we got worried so we rushed up the place where they went out view. When we got there we found the guy on the ground moaning with blood dripping down his face as he clutched his head, and the girl was gone. In the end it looked like she got him pretty good.

God seems to have blessed me with a great deal of patience and common sense. As much as I wanted to kill those two guys, I didn’t. Not because I was afraid but because I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do. And while it probably would have made feel a lot better to beat the snot out of them, I have no regrets that I didn’t.

I also realized from this experience how blessed I am to have parents who love me and who love each other and have instilled in me correct values.

I could probably right a couple pages about all the alcohol related problems my branch has, my time is up.

Until next time
Elder Pitt

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My name is Cameron Pitt and from Sept. 5, 2007 until Sept. 5, 2009 I'll be serving as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. This site will chronicle my experiences while serving in the Ulaanbaatar Mongolia Mission.The stories posted on this site will be transcribed from letters sent to my family, by my mother.

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