The last left side pew in our buildings is cut short, so people in wheelchairs can sit next to their families without blocking the aisle. It’s also right by the exit, which can be good if you’ve got medical problems. It’s the handicapped pew.
And yet in my last two wards, and for all I know in wards from Guam to Greenland, that pew was always sat in no later than third. The vast, rafty barn of a chapel could be as empty as my wallet and some completely healthy Saint would squat there. In my last ward they even had a little sign up at the pew and an older man in a wheelchair whose family would use it when available, and it still filled up before anything else.
It makes me mad. If y’all think Sunday meeting is a race to that cute, little truncated pew, with the disabled having an unfair advantage because they get to use handicapped parking, y’all are wrong. Sit somewhere else and like it.