After three days of casually glancing out my front window at the mailbox every few minutes, I opened the mailbox this afternoon to find a beautiful white envelope addressed to Elder Devin. There followed a chaotic quarter of an hour devoted to setting up a conference call among Devin in Utah, those of us at home, Dad at work and little brother at his playdate.
The verdict? San Antonio, Texas mission, reporting July 27th. Devin will be the third generation of Texas missionaries in the family. Now the fun begins!