Since she passed away less than three years ago, I miss Helga’s ready laugh and the beauty of her “German tongue” as she affectionately spoke to those around her.[1] I remember how she often encouraged the people sitting next to her in church on fast Sundays to bear their testimonies...
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I'm just now getting around to editing the photos (which will end up in a printed photo book) and sharing our experiences, photos, and itineraries here (which I hope might
Because I had been blessed with so many privileges, gifts, and opportunities – being born into the LDS faith, born in the wealthiest country in the world with a higher standard of living the 99% of all humans who had ever lived, and having a family I loved with good parents who believ...