This summer Susan and I went to Nauvoo. She played in the bagpipe band for the pageant. I hung out and ate Casey's pizza and Annie's frozen custard.
We had fun. Poor Susan played four times a day with the last time being an hour and a half straight to drown out the protesters. I was under strict instruction to not punch the protesters. Bah.
We got to see old Nauvoo and go across to the Iowa side of things to see the Temple from across the river.
Every day the pipe band would parade down Mulholland street and then play one or two 30 minute gigs in old Nauvoo. At 7:00 pm they would muster at the entrance to the pageant and play until about 8:25 while people were coming in. At 8:30 they'd begin the pageant by playing at the front of the flag presentation. At one point during the pageant a few had a small part on stage and then they'd have to stay around and mingle afterwards. With the exception of 2 hour-ish breaks they would be at it from 10:30 am to close to 11:00 pm. I was super proud of her.
I took Susan, and a couple friends that went out, to AOA and Far West and through Nauvoo and to Liberty Jail.
After the pageant was over we drove to Missouri where we were able to be a part of doing Enoch's temple work at the Kansas City Temple. I was able to Baptize Seth as proxy for Enoch. It was really special and an experience I'll treasure forever.
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