The coolest thing just happened. I was asked to give a portion of my gift to the man who was incarcerated at the Stazi prison. When I stood up, I said I lived in Salt Lake City, Utah (we had to bring gifts to give to tour guides representative of our home town). He cut in and told me he had been there! I laughed (after all, what are the odds?) and said, "Well you know all about this!" I told him that today is Pioneer Day, a big holiday in Utah which celebrates when the Mormon pioneers made it to the Salt Lake Valley. He interrupted grinning and said, "I am a Mormon!" In reality, I think he meant that he knew a Mormon, but that's not important. He was hosted by a LDS family in Lehi, Utah. I continued on told him that the civil liberties we enjoyed as American's were taken away from the pioneers as his were, though both were very different circumstances. He reached out excitedly to grab the picture of the temple from me. I asked if I could read something off the back. I didn't plan on doing this, but it seemed fitting at the time. I then read a quote on the back of the print of the Salt Lake City Temple by President Hinckley during his Stand a Little Taller talk. My voice cracked. I looked around the room and tears were streaming down everyones faces. It truly was an awesome experience that I will never forget.
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