John and I both served missions to Italy. And yes, we were there at the same time. Just never in the same place. Well, technically we were in the same place twice, but only briefly. We each remember separate meetings and have absolutely no recollection of the other. Weird.
I started my mission in Milan. For the first two months I shared an apartment with five other sister missionaries, including my friend from the MTC, Miriam Horne. Then she was transferred to Torino and I eventually left Milano for Genova. A few months later she was transferred to Genova and we became companions. As we compared notes about our experiences, two recurring players in her funniest stories were Anziani (Elders) Cliff and Fuller, with whom she'd served in Torino. Who were these guys?
Sometime after Christmas I was transferred to Torino, but by that time Cliff and Fuller had been transferred elsewhere and I was not to meet the intriguing duo whose exploits had so amused one of my favorite companions. So it was with some surprise when, during a P-day excursion to the Shroud of Turin church, I turned to see an unfamiliar elder with a nametag that identified him as Anziano Cliff.
The encounter I remember, lasting perhaps 5 seconds, went something like this:
What are you doing here?
Questura.
Oh...
Ta dah!!! Sorry to disappoint you, folks, but that's all there was.
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You think that was all there was- but apparently that 5 seconds of your beauty and wit was enough to put the wheels in motion..... :)
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