On the sweetness of Mormon life.
Bishop told us he got up his courage this weekend and went and shook an apostle’s hand. He was at some kind of training meeting.
The apostle looked tired, Bishop said. He took Bishop’s hand and started absently picking lint off of Bishop’s suit.
Bishop gave his name. ‘Oh, well good to see you, President,’ the Apostle said. ‘No, that’s my brother you’re thinking of,’ said Bishop. ‘Oh, you’re the counselor.’ ‘No, that’s my cousin. I’m the bishop.’ The apostle looked at him sharply for a while. Still holding Bishop’s hand. Bishop waited to see what he would say.
Finally he spoke. ‘There sure are a lot of you around here.’ That was all.