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Love this little emee. In Relief Society we were talking about the blessings of the temple. Her sweetheart has passed away. She said, " I am too old to go to the temple. (she's 73) I said, "No you're not." We talked about the Temple Patron Fund. Her biggest concern was that she would have to sell her cow. I told her I didn't think the Lord would require her to sell the cow. She finally said, "Next year". I thought of
Fiddler on the Roof and Yenta's ever statement, "Next year in Jerusalem." For emee it is "Next year in Hong Kong."
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She reminded me of Grandma Stromme when she threw away her cane and walked straight and tall. When I asked her if I could take her picture she grew about six inches.