July 14, 2003

• I worked 12 hours yet again today. I’m getting real sick of the pool. The board was obnoxious yet again and I dropped a rubber plug down the wrong tube and spent forever trying to get it out (it was a miracle that I was able to). There was always someone in the pool from 11:00 to 9:00, and I thought I was going to shoot myself- would have if I hadn’t met a really cool lady at the end who told me to keep up my standards . . .
  
  She was a Catholic who would make a good Mormon who told me that I would make a good Catholic. She bore her testimony of geneology and the joys found in her ancestry to me, and I bore my testimony of Jesus Christ and the joys of living his Gospel to her. We impressed each other. I thought it was interesting that she said she researched the names of her ancestors in the Salt Lake Geneology Library and in our local Stake Center so that she could pray for them (because, as she reminded me, they are living too). Sure strengthened my testimony of Isaiah’s prophesy that the hearts of the children would turn to their fathers and the hearts of the fathers would turn to their children. Any way, she commended the Church’s work on behalf of the dead, wishing others put more emphasis on it. We had a good conversation that ranged from humanitarian aid to even the 3 missions of the church. And to think it all started just by her asking me where I wanted to go to school after Stevenson . . .

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