Welcome to Follow Him favorites. John and I share a single story to go with each week's lesson. John, we are in the Articles of Faith, official declarations one and two this week for Come Follow Me. You told me you have a good story.

Yes, in fact, President Spencer W. Kimball was the signature on my mission call.

Who was on your mission call, Hank?

That would be Gordon B. Hinkley.

Wow.

There is a generation gap here, isn't there?

Yeah.

I remember President Kimball telling this story, and I just thought, wow, maybe this is why in primary we're memorizing the

Articles of Faith. Here's an article that was printed in the October 78 new era, and I don't

know where, but I remember hearing President Kimball tell the story. Some years ago, a primary boy was

sitting on a train going to California. He was all alone. He sat near a window, watching the telephone polls go by across the aisle a gentleman was also going to California. He was all alone. He sat near a window, watching the telephone poles go by.

Across the aisle a gentleman was also going to California. The attention of the gentleman was

called to this very young boy traveling without friends or relatives. He was neatly dressed and

well behaved, and this gentleman was quite impressed with him. Finally, he said,

Hello, young man. where are you going?

I'm going to Los Angeles. Do you have relatives there? Yeah, I've relatives there. I'm going to visit my grandparents. They're going to meet me at the station, and I'll stay with them a few days. Where did you come from? Where do you live? Boy said, Salt Lake City, Utah. And the gentleman said, oh, you must be a Mormon. Do you remember when we used to call ourselves that?

Yeah, I remember those, yeah.

Yeah.

The boy said, oh, you must be a Mormon. Do you remember when we used to call ourselves that?

I remember those, yeah. Yeah. The boy said, yes, I am. The gentleman said, that's interesting. I've wondered about Mormons and what they believe. I've been through the city. I've noticed the buildings, the tree-lined homes, lovely streets, beautiful rose and flower gardens. He must not have seen my house, but I've never stopped to find out what makes them what they are. I wish I knew

what more was. beautiful rose and flower gardens. He must not have seen my house. But I've never stopped to

find out what makes them what they are. I wish I knew what more was believed. And the boy said,

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