So the thing with the mail. You can send me mail at my apartment address:

Elder Justin Gajewsky
309 Washington Ave.
Dover, NJ 08701.

You can do that, but that costs a stamp. Also, every six weeks, we have transfer conference. It's unknown when I get transferred. I could be in that same area from usually two transfers, or up to six transfers. Really depends. So what we would do is, you could just send me mail there (also packages like my Diovan, which you should send really soon now), then when a week or two before the transfer ends, just stop sending for a few weeks before I can tell you if I've been transferred or not. Another thing, you could send mail to the mission office: 1719 Route 10 Suite 309 Parsipanny, NJ 07054 (You can look up the zip codes on Google map, my comp is just guessing). If you send them to the mission office, I get them once a month, but that won't change unless the whole mission office moves, which isn't very likely. For now, send the Diovan to my apartment. You could also just email me. When have like an hour and half to write and to read, which is plenty of time. I asked my comp about Elder Jake Paker. He said he does know him. He's serving in West New York right now. There are actually a lot of Spanish speaking missionaries. It's almost half and half between Spanish and English. Then there are like six missionaries who speak Portuguese.

     So my first area is a city called Dover. I actually remember grandma Lilleba telling me that she looked up that city and found it to be majority Spanish. She's right! There are so many Hispanics. Majority of them are Hispanic. Dover is more run down. I wouldn't say ghetto at all though. Everyone should look up the city. It's definitely way different than what I'm used to. It's also surprisingly safe. We haven't had to worry about anything happening like theft or robbery. I guess other areas of NJ are different though. The thing is, most people in NJ are cool with the missionaries. Especially the gangs. As long as we don't bother anyone, and this goes for anyone living in NJ, nobody bothers us. Most people just see us as good people sharing a message about Jesus Christ. Everyone here is pretty much Catholic, at least the Hispanic community, so everyone believes in Christ. So they respect us.
     My companions name is Elder Ferrell, he's from Kaysville, UT. He's been out 17 months now, and he has a pretty good idea how to do things. This is his 3rd transfer here in Dover, and he knows the member really well as well as the progressing investigators. We have our own car, and we pretty much drive everywhere. Thursday is called Car Fast Day, where we just walk all day. That's for the whole mission to try and help keep us under the mileage limit which is 3500 miles per month. We plan wisely for Thursdays. We want to teach people who live relatively close to each other. If they live far away, we tell them that we walk Thursdays and can't visit them then. They're pretty much fine with that. Our apartment is cool. It's not the best ever, and there's spots where the paint is coming off and where the wall is chipped. It hasn't been taken care of before the missionaries started using it. We do share it with another companionship. There's plenty of room for all of us. The Elders we share it with are the Zone Leaders. The cool thing about this mission is how obedient everyone is. Everyone calls this the best mission ever because we're always so completely obedient. It's pretty cool. The weather this week is pretty much the same. A cloudy day here and there, then a few sunny days. It's usually been in the upper 60's I'd say, so maybe a little bit more warmer than Utah. We actually have two baptisms this Sunday. A nine year old boy named Jermey and his sister Najali. They're from Mexico. By the way, Spanish names are a LOT more complicated than just Jose, Juan, or Rodriguez. They're crazy and I can't spell them, let alone even remembering them. Church was kinda fun. It's super small. We're in the Dover Spanish Ward. Most everyone speaks only Spanish. The Bishop is from the Dominican Republic and the Spanish from that country is pretty much impossible to understand. He only speaks Spanish. Everyone is from different Central American countries. Some from the Dominican Republic are usually very dark and could be mistaken for black. There's Puerto Ricans, Guatemalans, Hondurans, and so forth. No one from like Chile or Argentina or anything. A lot from Mexico and Columbia. By the way, Columbian food is amazing. The High Counselor in our ward is actually from Spain. He speaks perfect English too.
     So anyways, this area is pretty cool. We team up a lot with a member named Edwin from Puerto Rico who was baptized over a year ago. He's like 30 or something, but he loves missionary work and comes with us a lot, almost everyday. He speaks English pretty well. It's fun here. The only complaint is that it's completely different than Utah, but that's not really anything I can change. The other Elders say that after a while it becomes your home here. I'll still miss Utah I think, but I'll get used to it. My experience here so far, is a little similar to the MTC. I'm a little homesick at first, don't really know what I'm doing, and the time goes by slow. Those all changed in the MTC, so I'm hoping they'll change here as well.
     So far, some of our investigators have said that they really want to come to church, and that they believe the Book of Mormon is true. Pretty cool experiences so far. We've knocked a few doors. One lady, Rosa, let us in before we could even tell her who we are. Her son is getting into some bad things and her husband just recently passed away. We have a return appointment with her, and she now has a Libro de Mormon. One of our investigators is eight years old. He's super smart and is reading the Book of Mormon. He's name is Ivon. I didn't believe my companion at first how smart he is, but when we met him, I found out my comp was right. I talked (he speaks English) a little about Astronomy and he said that he wants to find the first Wormhole or Black Hole! Yes, and he is eight, 8, years old! Pretty amazing experiences so far.
     Well, I'll let you know more things as it goes on. Thanks dad for writing to me. I can't wait to hear from you all again soon. Love you all very, very much!
     -Justin