Another Wonderful Day in the Neighborhood

This is a photo of the beautiful view of the neighborhood and Mt. Timpanogos as I walked down 900 North with Parker in his jogger stroller. It was a beautiful day, the weather was wonderful.


Parker and Grandma going for a walk in the neighborhood this morning.

I went to visit my Friend Donaire today. She always has so much to tell me and her experiences are incredible. She told me today, that she got a call from President Gordon B. Hinckley and requested to come down to visit her. She never told me, other than he called her. She didn't say what for at the time. Now I understand.


Donaire


She said two men were with him... so I described President Monson and President Eyring. She said, yes, she thinks that is who was with him. She said they came in and some stayed outside. It was probably Church security. Then I told her that President Monson was now our President. She almost fainted. She was unaware that he was the Prophet now. She said he has called her four times since President Hinckley died. They have such an endearment and feeling of unconditional love for her.

She told me that President Benson used to call her to come in to see him at his home. He always loved to hear her stories about the Jews and Hebrew traditions. He spent one-on-one time with her. Her oldest daughter is married to President Benson's grandnephew. She also said he would cry when he would see her and she didn't know why he would cry. I told her it was because he could see her as God knows and sees her inside and that is why he cried. She said, "Really?" I said, "Yes, really."

She is also is from the lineage of Aaron of old, the brother of Moses and can trace her genealogy directly back to him. That is another reason the brethren revere her so highly, besides she was instrumental persuading the Jews in getting the Jerusalem Center approved and built there. I consider her as if she were royalty, like a queen.




She was mortified to know that it was President Monson who has been calling her since President Hinckley passed away. She said, she should stop saying to him that he is "a darling boy," or "darling, or sweetheart" when she thanked him for calling her. I told her to not stop telling him that because he doesn't want to be considered as different or anything other than her friend, or neighbor.

I gave her a short version of his years of service in the Church since being a bishop at age twenty-two. She appreciated that and said she had no idea that who was calling her was President Monson.