Time did not befriend us. Time completely abandoned us as we searched Richfield, Utah, trying to find a tire station with the right size of tire for our van. See, we had started out on this journey as a family to see General Conference for our church amid the grunts and groans of our eldest son Xavier.
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We decided to divide the family. Afryka, Naomi, Sariah, Mosiah and Ephraim would go to the second session while Xavier and I searched for a place to park. It crushed my wife that we would not be attending the session together. We would not be taking pictures. By this time, the meeting had begun. Afryka and the girls felt self-conscious about going into the Conference Center in traveling clothes smelling like boy’s feet and fast-food, but in they went. I assured her we would find a gas station and park the car in record time to meet them before the session was out. Boy was I made a liar!
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I hate parking near Temple Square. I had no idea what I was doing. With all the people in Phoenix I told I would be going to Temple Square during General Conference, and all the online people, SOMEONE should have mentioned how difficult the parking could be.