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."

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.