Once upon a time, a guy in my ward, Adam, broke his finger. I made him cookies and took them to his apartment. I had oatmeal chocolate chip cookies for him, but also had Jello cookies I was going to take to another apartment. Well, I never made it to that other apartment. I stayed and talked with Adam and a couple of his roommates. And they ate the Jello cookies. And they liked them. And I liked these people who became known as "The Box." But sadly, I didn't hang out with them very much.
Then summer came. The group I hung out with the most frequently all disappeared to various parts of the world. So I needed new friends. My roommate, Kathi, was part of The Box, so I joined her. These great men took me in and it's been great. We are in the same FHE group, dinner group, and a couple of the roommates are even my home teachers. I like it.
