43. The Man from Snowy River Soundtrack by Bruce Rowland
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tq8bufY8xRk&list=OLAK5uy_ksHxdUV5tiC996oSxidRH0D7BjgYpDbjw
After suffering through two psychologically excruciating months with my first companion in Sweden, Elder Boehm came to my much-needed rescue. And one of the most important things that he brought with him to Östersund was The Man from Snowy River Soundtrack.
It was officially off-the-program listening, but Elder Boehm said it was okay to listen to it because it was really close to classical music and didn't have distracting lyrics. So we listened to this album pretty much two or three times every night for the three months we were together. After we finished up a long day of rejection-filled door-to-door tracting, we would put on the tape and enjoy a late-evening snack of hard bread (or regular bread), jam, and cheese. I never tired of the tape for two reasons. First, it reminded me of the movie, which I liked very much--so much so that I had seen it probably a dozen or more times before my mission. Second, because it was an Australian western, it reminded me of my Dad, which served his mission in Australia, and watching The Paul Hogan Show on Sunday nights with Dad, which was always fun to think about when the boredom of mission life began to weigh me down.
When my time with Elder Boehm came to a close, he went with me to the airport for my flight to Stockholm, where I was going to catch a train to Katrineholm. As a parting gift, he gave me a copy of his tape of The Man from Snowy River Soundtrack, which I appreciated so much it made me cry.
Okay. I didn't cry because of the tape. I cried because I loved Elder Boehm for everything he had done for me and for the way he had restored at least a little bit of my sanity after those first two months. But I did really like that tape. And I listened to it many nights for the rest of my mission and even after. In fact, I may have listened to it more than any of my other albums--besides my Billy Joel albums that is. And because I loved listening to it so much on my mission, when my brother and my nephews and my niece went to serve missions, I made sure that they all got a Man from Snowy River CD to play at night. And I like to think that they all ate bread and jam and cheese while they listened.
