Syd, Ruth Ann and Kristan were able to go to San Antonio and watch. Due to rain, lightening, and cold some of the events were cancelled, some were changed and others were just plain cold and miserable. We also had the chance to attend a semi-pro hockey game, eat alligator, take the scenic route to most things (really we just got lost), seen the Alamo and riverwalk and FREEZE. The only sun we enjoyed was what escorted us back to the airport. Other than being cold most of the time we were glad we went.
This pictures makes him look so young. He's had several officers question his age. They won't believe he's 25 until he takes out his drivers license. 
Patrick with his wingman. This guy (aka Napoleon, because he can do an incredible impression) had the bunk just below Patrick and also shared the locker bay.
His flight, the 215 Bulldogs
His final Sunday there he had the opportunity to speak in church. Yes, that is him talking, the missionaries took the picture and emailed it to us. It was fun to see all the men and women in their ABUs, praying, playing the piano, passing the sacrament.
His flight, the 215 BulldogsPatrick is on the second row back of the guys standing, 3rd from the left. It's hard to tell because they all look alike.
His final Sunday there he had the opportunity to speak in church. Yes, that is him talking, the missionaries took the picture and emailed it to us. It was fun to see all the men and women in their ABUs, praying, playing the piano, passing the sacrament. We were lucky to be able to be there to hear him.
We are very proud of him and his accomplishments.
