Excursion to the Temple in Berne
We all, three hundred or so of us, gathered in Paris and boarded buses bound for the Temple in Zollikofen (near Bern), Switzerland. Left, Elaine McMeen; can’t tell who that is with her.
We stayed (bed-’n’-breakfast style) in the homes of Temple neighbors. The beds had edredon (eiderdown) comforters, a new experience. And the breakfast featured wonderful Swiss cherry jam, called confiture de griottes. Yum.

We spent at least a whole day (I’m fuzzy on the actual duration) in the Temple. I got to administer the ordinances, in French, to each of my companions who were still in the mission. A marvelous experience, spiritually, fraternally, and linguistically.

Then back to the buses…

One more memory, without which this spotty collection would be but a fragment. Once again, it’s about Valerie and about Elder R Chris Fee, my esteemed and final companion in my first French Mission.

Seems that as the day of my departure approached, my darling fiancée, always a very faithful correspondent, redoubled her sweet output, and a letter came to our apartment in Tours each day for more than a week. Elder Fee claimed that this largesse perturbed him. On my penultimate day, he announced that if Valerie sent me a letter the next day, he’d throw me from our (second-story = première étage) window. I believe he was big enough to make good on his threat without help. But that’s all right: I didn’t get a letter from Valerie on my last day in Tours. I got three.
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