At the fitness center. Fri, Mar 13, 2009.
03/13/2009. 1123. I met a cool neighbor at the fitness center. I struck up a conversation like I do with most people I meet in the fitness center. He's originally from Africa, so we talked about his home country, and immigration in general. I have an LP record with folkloric music from his country, and gave him a CD of it, along with a copy of the lyrics sheet. (There's no copyright notice on the LP, and if there were, it's old enough that it might be public domain by now anyway.) We had a long conversation as we worked out. I offered, and he accepted copies of the Book of Mormon in his native language and in English.