Hello, everyone. Welcome to Follow Him favorites. John and I are sharing a single story to go with

each week's lesson. John, this week, Doctor in Covenants 51 through 57. I have a story. It's right in the

beginning of this section 51 verse 9. The Lord says, and he's talking about Zion, let every man or woman deal honestly and be

alike among this people and receive alike that you may be one. I keyed in on that word

dealing honestly. And I remember about 20 years ago, a talk was given by Bishop Richard C. Edgley. I don't know if you remember Bishop Edgley, John. He had that big, deep voice, beautiful voice. He tells actually two quick stories from his personal life. He says, quote, in 1955, after my freshman year of college, I spent the summer working at the newly opened Jackson Lake Lodge

in Moran, Wyoming. My mode of transportation was a 14-year-old 1941 Hudson automobile that should

have received its burial 10 years earlier. Among the car's other identifying traits, the floorboards had rusted so badly,

if not for a piece of plywood, I could have dragged my feet along the highway.

Like the Flintstones, yeah. The positive is that unlike most 14-year-old cars in this time

period, it used no oil, just lots of water in the radiator,

but no oil. I can never figure out where the water went and why the oil continually got

thinner and thinner and clearer and clearer. He says, in preparation for the 185-mile drive home at the end of the summer,

I took the car to the only mechanic in Moran. After a quick analysis, the mechanic explained

that the engine block was cracked and was leaking water into the oil. That explained the water

and the oil mystery. I wondered if I could get

the water to leak into the gas tank and I would get better gasoline mileage. Now he has a confession.

After the miracle of arriving home, my father came out and happily greeted me. After a hug and a few

pleasantries, he looked into the backseat of the car and saw

three Jackson Lake Lodge towels, the kind you cannot buy. With a disappointed look, he merely said,

oh, I expected more of you. I hadn't thought what I had done was all that wrong.

To me, these towels were a symbol of a full summer's work at a luxury hotel, a ride

of passage.

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