
This week I have spent a lot of time in reflection, remembering our beloved prophet. Then yesterday while I was watching the funeral, several times during the eulogy people mentioned that everyone hs their own memory of the prophet. I guess I would like to add mine.
It was my second year at Ricks College (now BYUI) and Presdient Hinckley came to speak, I was with my dear friend Constance, who wasn't my roommate, but for some reason we ended up sitting next to each other. We got excellent seats they were to the left of the stage, on the side about 5 rows up. His talk, the B's. it was one of the first time he had introduced the B's. After the devotional, Constance and I waved at him, and he looked directly at us and waved back. We were so stunned that of the 15000 students in that auditorium, he would look our way and wave. It was small gesture but it has stuck with me for 10 years. I will never forget that moment. So that is my memory of him.
Michael was on the phone with his dad, who lives in Utah, last Sunday night, and while they were on the phone the news came on and his dad relayed the message to us as he was watching it. I also remember at the last conference his closing remarks, were something like, I have said what I need to say so he bore his testimony of Joseph Smith. I love this church and the working of it, how the succession works, and that it is inspired and not a popularity choice.
As for the rest of the week, work is work, it sure keeps me busy! Thankfully I have great coworkers who make work a lot of fun. Love to ya'll!