
I was privileged to shake his hand twice. I was in Bismarck, North Dakota for the dedication of the Bismarck temple. My mom and I were standing outside near the front entrance of the temple after a choir rehearsal when President Hinckley walked out unexpectedly. A small group of people quickly formed a circle around him and he graciously walked around the crowd shaking hands. He went all the way around and came back to my mom and me shaking our hands a second time before realizing that he had reached everyone in the group. He asked someone how far they had traveled to be at the temple. They responded 5 hours. I won't soon forget the concerned look on his face when he said, "that is still so very far." The love he had for the people and his desire to bring the blessings of the temple closer to each of us was unmistakable. To us having a temple in the middle of North Dakota was an absolute miracle and we couldn't have been more grateful to President Hinckley for it. I will miss President Hinckley, but it is wonderful to imagine him reunited with his sweetheart. God bless our Prophet dear.
















