Ye have done it unto me
I really didn't want to write anything today, but for some reason feel very compelled to do so. It is the eve of General Conference, of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and the opportunity to hear Apostles, prophets, and other authorities of the church give us the words we need to hear. I suspect that I will probably write about that, but this is much more personal. Do not think for a moment, that I know a whole lot about Carl Whitcomb. I had met him when his grandsons were in Scouts, and was impressed with his kindness in volunteering to help out. Most of us say "Let me know if I can do anything." and then promptly go back to what we were doing. He did not. When a need was present, he was there. He didn't ask that question, he offered his amazing talents to those in need. Carl died last week. His mortal probation finished. Today, a funeral was held, he was eulogized, he was remembered. I do not like funeral...