June 27th marked one year in Veracruz. Elder Barrio called a few minutes before 9 in the morning that day and asked if we were coming into the office soon. I told him we were about to leave. He asked if we could wait for a minute because he needed to stop by. This was odd for that time of day because they are usually in their companionship study. But, I said that would be fine. A minute later we heard Sister Marquez, the housekeeper, come in. She usually starts at 10. Wierd. Then, I went downstairs and saw missionaries sneaking around outside. Elder Barrio signalled for me to get Mom and come to the back. I did so. There was a mariachi band in full uniform and full noise beginning to blast away. They were REALLY good! (I am not sure what our neighbors thought at that time of morning.) They played a four song concert and left. Wow. We were really surprised. Then, the office missionaries presented us with a thick binder of letters from every missionary in the mission including some who had gone home. What a wonderful treasure. One year down, and too fast.