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Church Historic Site Guide Missionary in Nauvoo, Illinois. Author, Blogger, Speaker, Historian, Scouting Veteran, Camp director, Family Historian and researcher.

Falling For Fall in “Boo”-Tiful Nauvoo

By Kevin V. Hunt

BLOG #27

Fall is in the air and everywhere here in Nauvoo, and I can definitely say that I am really falling for Nauvoo this fall.  I stand in amazement of all the beautiful things around me/us.

A TIME OF CHANGE EVERYWHERE

We see change everywhere.  There is so much of it.  Being the newcomers here, we are kind of overwhelmed with all of the change going on all around us but it is great!

FALL LEAVES CHANGING COLORS

It is no secret that I am an Arizona Desert Rat.  Yes, I have spent much of my life in the desert.  This means that I have led a sheltered life with cactus and the same kind of scenery all year.  I have not ever really experienced fall and the changing of the leaves.  Now experiencing Fall in Nauvoo is amazing and fabulous.  I am loving every minute of it.  I am in total awe as I see the many colors of fall all around me. 

The maple trees are showing a deep red.  Other trees are orange, yellow, and some are just light brown.  Altogether they provide a kaleidoscope of radiant color that seems to get better and better (at the moment – until all of the leaves fall for winter).

Everywhere we drive, we have to stop to take more photos.  It is all so beautiful.  It is a great blessing to be here to experience this new-found wonder.  (Spring and new plant growth will probably also be fabulous!  And the jury is still out on the winter in between)

MISSIONARIES MAKING THEIR DEPARTURES

With the coming of fall, we saw the departure of the Nauvoo Performing Missionaries.  These young entertainers were so fun as they were here.  They were bursting with energy and enthusiasm everywhere they went.  Now, sadly, they have all gone home – leaving a major void without them.  Their departure makes us hopeful already for their return next May. We did go to their final “Sunset on the Mississippi” performance of this season and it was magnificent as ever.

Nauvoo Perfoming Missionaries – Final Performance 2024

We have seen major changes with the 65 young sister missionaries.  Half of the group have all now left for their own “outbound” missions elsewhere.  The sisters have departed for many missions through the U.S.  We found it fun that one missionary went to the Denver North Mission.  And it is exciting that our own granddaughter, arrived in the same mission from the MTC just as our Nauvoo friend arrived from a different direction.  We have enjoyed photos in which both ladies appear together – with many other missionaries.

Denver Colorado North Mission October 2024

These “outbound” Sisters will serve elsewhere for six months and then they will be back with us in Nauvoo for the summer of ’25.

The rest of the YSM’s (young sister missionaries) have completed their missions and are heading home.  We have had a handful of them leaving every week for a couple of months.  And now this week, the final batch of 12 has left for home.  We will definitely feel the void.  They have been great at giving tours and we have enjoyed being at their side.  They have had much energy and joy that has brought such a great spirit here.

Departing Young Sister Missionaries – November 14, 2024

And we just learned that our YSM count will rise to 80 next spring!  Wow!

And the Senior Missionaries are likewise making their departures.  Here in Nauvoo, we are on a cycle – like the Sisters.  Half of the missionaries come in the Spring and they stay for 18 months.  And this means that they all leave en masse in the fall – a year and a half later.  And that time is now.  Twenty or thirty of these couples have already made their departures.  This leaves the rest of us – the meager group – now left to carry on alone through the projected long winter ahead.

MISSION HELLO AND GOODBYE DINNERS

Each month, we have a mission-wide dinner to welcome new missionaries who are just arriving and to say good-bye to those who are departing.  These are always happy/sad moments.  It is so fun to welcome new friends, but it is rather sad to see those whom we have grown to love to depart for home or service elsewhere.

At each of the past two dinners, we have sung “Farewell Nauvoo” to twenty or so each time.  That is a “heart-string pull”.

THE MISSIONARY “D.I.” GETS INVENTORY MAKING IT BURSTING AT THE SEAMS

As all of the missionaries make their departures, they all try to downsize …  to get rid of all of the junk that they have accumulated during the missions (all of that Amazon stuff) – as well as stuff they no longer need.  And the logical place in Nauvoo to “dump” such items is our own “D.I. store”.   The little room is literally now bursting at the seams – overflowing with all of the stuff waiting to be claimed by some new, happy owner. As I have mentioned in the past, this is a place to find treasured items of all kinds – all for free.  You can’t beat the price.

Sister Hunt has always held thrift stores (all of them) as her favorite shopping places.  (And that is great for the budget … and I am grateful that this is her thing.)  And so now, she is in her element – in  “7th Heaven” with so much stuff appearing there.  We have to make our daily pilgrimages there to see what is new – and generally, Sister Hunt will find two or three items that meet a specific need or want she has been having.  She “puts it out there” and the “universe” responds.  I guess that is okay for now.  We can reserve more U-Haul space later for the wagon trip back home.  We do have some time …!

EXPANDED TRAINING OPPORTUNITIES AND UNIQUE VISITORS

As ever, we have regular mission training meetings (centered around a monthly study theme) each Tuesday evening.  And on most Wednesday nights, we have “site training”.  And many weeks, there are such gatherings on Thursday – and even some weekend nights.  These are all enjoyable.

Being in Nauvoo also presents another really great opportunity.  We often get visitors – General Authorities and other dignitaries – from Salt Lake City.  Some of them come from the Church History Department … but others just seem to want an excuse to come.  But that is great.  We get to hear from them all.

One special group who came recently was the full presidency of the General Relief Society.  They created a video presentation in the Red Brick Store – for publication or broadcast next spring.  And while they were here, they wanted to see and experience literally everything.  It was a special blessing and opportunity to hear them each speak at one of our devotionals.  These are powerhouse ladies.

General Relief Society Presidency visit Nauvoo October 10, 2024

Our Daughter, Jenae, met Sister Camille Johnson, Relief Society General President, a couple of years ago when she was able to the be the photographer of the day trailing Sister Johnson through some special event in O’Fallon, Illinois.  Sister Hunt went up after the meeting and talked to Sister Johnson about Jenae.   Of course, hugs were a big part of the evening activity.

Sister Lou Hunt with General Relief Society President, Camille Johnson

Casey Griffiths Presenting in Nauvoo October 19, 2024

We also got to hear a special program staged by brother Casey Griffiths – a popular LDS podcaster.  I loved every word that he shared.  We have had a few visits from Brother Joseph Monsen from the Church History Department.  He always has great historical material to share with us.

NEW OPPORTUNHITIES FOR SERVICE

With the departure of so many missionaries that means new changes for those of us who remain.  It is time for the skeleton crew to come out of the closet!  The departing folks have been the seasoned veterans.  They are the venerable heroes that we have all looked up to over the past few months as we have been the “greenies” here.  They are the folks who have served as the mission leaders.  They have been in the mission presidency, as our zone and district leaders – and much more.

This means that the rest of us now have to step up to assume the vacant roles.  This means that Sister Hunt and I accepted calls to be the District Leaders for the Brigham District (of the Hyrum zone).  In this role, we are to stage a monthly meeting for district members.  We are also to administer the ministering assignments by couples within the district.   

The Brigham District – October 22, 2024

We have also been called to be the mission historians for the 2025 year. We begin this service on January 1st.  The two sisters who have produced the history for this year wore really big shoes.  The history that they created has been so fun – full of energy. Photos, and great “dingbats” (a print shop term that we enjoy sharing with others on our tours.  We tell people that the definition of a “dingbat” is a “pretty little thing that takes up space”).  These historian ladies are great at adding these to pull together a great visual feast for all of us.

This assignment will be an extension from my 8 years as stake historian in the Mesa South Stake (of Zion).  Of course, I look forward to this assignment.  Sister Hunt wonders how she can be involved in the process.  I assure her that she can take great photos as well as be “eyes and ears” to what is happening in the “ministering mission” around us.

We continue to also serve as the Site Coordinators for the Joseph Smith Homestead and Mansion House.  This means that we clean the places at least once a week – as well as to be in tune with the needs of the places (maintenance, ordering supplies, etc.)

THE WINTER CONCIERGE SCHEDULE FOR OUR TOURS

In the summer, for the first six months that we were here, we were assigned to specific restored homes each day.  And that meant that we were assigned to different homes each day of the week (working 6 days a week).  We served in our places from 9 AM to 5 PM.

That all changed in mid-October.  With the coming of Fall, we find that our visitor tour counts are down.  The kids are all in school, it is starting to get cooler, and there are just not that many folks coming here. 

Sample weekly Concierge Schedule (We are HuntKL)

So, we are now on a new “concierge” schedule for the coming six months.  This means that we are now in a daily “queue” (along with the remaining 20 or so couples).  The scheduler for all of us missionaries have a yeoman job of creating a master schedule – that includes the absence of the 25 or so couples and 65 YSM’s who have departed.  He has a unique system of rotating us based upon who has not given tours.  And this also adds the number of individual tours to the scheduling mix.  So, if we give six tours in a day and some other couple gives only one, they will get preference above us in the queue of the next day.  It is all complicated but it seems to work well.

Under this new schedule, all of the restored homes are technically “closed”.  And at each place there is a sign directing our guests to either call a phone number to schedule an “appointment” with a senior tour couple – or else they can show up in person at the visitors’ center – where a missionary couple waits to greet them.

And once a guest couple or family is introduced to their missionary couple, we help them figure out what homes they want to visit.  And then we lead them there.  And once assigned to the family, we are free to be with them for as long and for tours of as many homes as they may desire.  So, they can opt for a single home tour – or we can be with to tour five or eight homes as they may wish.  We have a key to each place and we can just travel with them – and can get them into all of their desired places.

This really is a fun system – which has proven to be great for us and our visitors.  We are able to really connect with our groups and can get to know them much better than we would if we were just there with them- and like many other people on our tours.

The tour hours have also changed.  We are now open only from 10 AM to 4 Pm each day.

And with the decrease in guests, the shorter hours, and the whole “queue thing”, this means that we remain in our own home until we are called for a tour.  The desk coordinators (stationed at the VC) call us when we are about third down in the queue list.  In this way, we can hurry to get into our costumes and to report when needed.  We might get a tour call very soon – or the call may not come for another couple of hours.  We cannot predict when people will (or will not) arrive.

This means that we might have long periods of time without assignments.   We are free to remain at home (unless we have other assignments) and are free to work on our own projects.  (This actually works out well for me – since I always have many projects of my own to work on – like these blog articles – to keep me well entertained).  Sister Hunt is actually a major “home body” so she can enjoy just being at home – being a wife, talking with her children, tutoring grandkids via video, and other fun stuff.

With the concierge system, I have had the opportunity a few times (with Sister Hunt) to serve as the Scheduling Desk coordinators at the Visitors’ Center. This has been reminiscent of me being at the desk back in 1975. Very fun circle of time …

Above photos: Top: Elder Kevin Hunt at Visitors’ Center Desk – 1975 and below, Elder Kevin Hunt at VC Desk October 2024 (And notice the ties!)

BRICK MAKING          

Thanks to the heritage of sister Hunt’s father, Elder Belcher, the mission continues to create the mini souvenir bricks for all who come to Nauvoo and want this grand piece of nostalgia to take home with them.  All winter long, the senior missionaries work to create more brick for the coming summer season.  Last winter, the missionaries made a stockpile of some 23,000 of the small bricks.  We expected many more visitors than actually showed up.  This meant that we ended the summer still with 10,000 bricks remaining.  That does not stop us, however, from still making more and more of the bricks.

So, Sister Hunt and I have been assigned to work in the brickyard one day a week. This is a great assignment and we enjoy working to maintain the heritage and traditions of Elder Belcher.

Sister Hunt Making Brick at the Belcher Brickyard

LANDSCAPING ASSIGNMENTS

There is a whole cadre of “Facilities Maintenance” (FM) missionaries who carry the main torch of landscape maintenance through the year.  But, we have found ourselves helping them one morning a week for most of the last month.  We show up to the garden of the day and work with (and at the direction of) the FM missionaries (who are much more knowledgeable and capable).

In the summer, we showed photos of the glorious gardens at many of the homes.  These gardens were absolutely gorgeous and wonderful.  They were so amazing.

Kevin and Lou Hunt in majestic summer garden at Browning Home

Now, as winter approaches, each of these gardens are “chopped down”. 

Sister Hunt helps chop gardens in the fall

We pull many of the plants that will die anyway in the cold weather.  And many other plants that will return next year – need to be cut down to the ground.  This is almost heart-breaking to see these lush gardens depart.  But, I guess that is a cycle of plants and life.

Elder Hunt – Landscaping – looks as if guarding the Berlin Wall

On our recent garden assignments, I have taken on the task of using a hand-held battery-operated saw to chop down many of the plants.  This has proven a shock to the system of one who spends little time on such an activity.  I have discovered many new muscles that I had not previously known that I had.  And I suffer for many days after each such experience.  I finally start to recuperate just in time to do it all again.  (And I note that my kids are enjoying seeing the old man engaging in such activities.  I admit it is kind of a shock to the system.)    It is great to contribute to the cause, however, and the overall mission of Old Nauvoo.

 Missionary Landscaping Crew – November 13, 2024

There is also a new look on all of the streets. In the summer, Main and Water streets are lined with rail fence sections with large pots of flowers in between. Now, all of those have been removed for the winter. Their absence makes the steets look deserted but there is sure a lot of available parking spots now.

Photos: Above – Main Street in the Summer with fences and flowers and below: Main Street on a November morning.

Photo above: Sister Hunt easily “bucks” the plant urns at season end!

KEEPING THE MTC FIRE BURNING

I have recounted previously how there were 13 of us senior couples who reported together at the MTC on April 1st (no joke).   We there developed a great brotherhood among the many couples (Elders and Sisters).  And having experienced that great time together, we want to continue that bond.  We decided as a group that we would stage an activity, dinner or whatever, generally every three months as we continue to serve here in Nauvoo.

We held the first event on July 3rd (and I think that I probably reported on that already).  The second event was scheduled for October.  At first, we thought that the three of us Hunt cousins would be in charge of the event, but somehow it ended up being Elder Brad Hunt and wife, us, and Elder and Sister Parker.

From the beginning of our planning, I had the wild hair that it would be great to stage a Dutch-oven dinner event for our group.  The other two couples liked this idea and they were kind enough to let me move forward with the dream.

I began to put out feelers about Dutch ovens.  I figured that to feed our crowd, we would need four 14” ovens. I learned that there are many men (and women) who have enjoyed Dutch-oven cooking in the past and prowess in the past.  However, I learned that few of them had room in their Nauvoo wagons to bring their ovens with them.

Ironically, I knew where many ovens were located but they are all in our historic homes and are now “artifacts” and obviously could not be borrowed.   I thought that our Facility Maintenance warehouse might have some in the warehouse (where we can often borrow needed items).  Surprisingly, they had none.  Wow!  Was our request so unique?

I asked a local guy, a church leader (he being also a Facilities Maintenance supervisor)  if he might have some ovens.  He said that he thought that he could come up with some – “on condition”, he said, “that the ovens come back full!”  He never did come up with any ovens for me.

I found that Elder and Sister Ward had a couple of rather small ovens – helpful but not big enough to fit the full need.  I was delighted that Elder Reed (also from Arizona) had one 14” oven.  Elder Rieske had a very small oven.  I, of course, have a multitude of ovens at home, but they do not help me much here in Nauvoo.  I decided that if my plan was to go forward, I needed to purchase a 14” oven of my own.  I found a super deal on-line – at half of the usual cost for such a beast.  I ordered it, and it arrived two days later.  With my oven, and all of the others combined, I figured I could pull off the event.  (Having the new oven is great – though it will add to the challenge of when we go west in several months!)

The event date was set for October 18th.  I found the absolute perfect location in a large ramada in the Nauvoo State Park – located just two blocks east of our own house.   This place has six large picnic tables – under cover – and a large grill that I knew would be great for the coals and the cooking.

Our group expanded a bit.  Although our MTC group was big and amazing, we realized that many other couples had come around our same time either individually or with just another couple.  We felt as if they “needed a group”.  So, we invited these folks.  And that brought our group to right at 40 people.

With our planning couple trio, we determined that “stew” would be the meal of the day.  And I told the others that I would take care of the dessert.  They each volunteered to bring five pounds of meat – one to bring sausage and the other to bring hamburger, per my recipe.  I decided to cook one of my favorite desserts – a “look-alike” recipe for Raspberry Bread Pudding (thanks to Kneader’s.  Never had it?  It is fabulous and you really should try it!)

Sister Hunt and I bought all of the ingredients and Sister Hunt and I worked all of the day of the event to pull it all together.  She agreed to make her famous dinner rolls.  And she got so much into this whole affair that she peeled all of my potatoes and carrots.  She cooked the fabulous vanilla sauce for the bread pudding.

The day for the big event came.  I had staged the event on our own “p-day” to make sure that I had enough cooking time.  Sadly, none of the other Die-hards had P-day the same day.  So, this left mostly me doing the cooking.  Elder Brad Hunt did come (after his teamster duties) about 45 minutes before the event and he was most helpful.I made two 14” Dutch ovens full of my stew.  (Using the 45-year-old recipe I had obtained from Muriel – the cook at Camp Kiesel – located east of Ogden).  And I used the other borrowed small ovens for the dessert.  I used charcoal and got there early enough to get the charcoal started in order to be of optimum heat for cooking – with the plan to serve at 5:00 PM.

Missionary Dutch Oven Cooking – Elders Reed, Hunt and Hunt

This was one of those rare times when everything came out to absolute perfection.  It had been a while since everything turned out to perfectly for me.

Elder Kevin Hunt with Dutch Oven stew October 18, 2024

And then the crowd arrived.  They came en masse.  We had invited the guests to come with their favorite salad (any kind) and a few more desserts (after we expanded our group).  Lou was there with her amazing rolls. 

Everyone was totally amazed and pleased with the food.  Elder Jones later commented, “Elder Hunt, I guess you know that you rose to pure hero status with that meal.”  There was plenty of food – so much so that we made “care packages” of leftovers – to be shared with the young sister missionaries).   The whole event was super fun.  Everyone present seemed to have a great time.

Now I will have to do some more Dutch oven cooking here in Nauvoo.  I need to make my oven investment worth it.

CORN HARVEST

For anyone who has traveled through Nebraska, Iowa, Missouri, Illinois,  and other surrounding states, you will know that corn fields are everywhere.  And where there are no corn fields, there are an equal number of fields planted with soybeans. 

Photo: Nauvoo corn fields everywhere present

Here in Nauvoo, we certainly find this is true.  For months, we have become accustomed to the very tall corn stalks everywhere.  We have had “corny” discussions in all of our travels – wondering who would eat all of that corn, how is it harvested, and more.

Above: The corn fields have been chopped at season end

Then suddenly here in Nauvoo, it was fall and the corn harvesting time.  We continued to be intrigued as farmers began to harvest their corn.  And we were really interested as we watched the corn building up in a giant outdoor silo here in our town.

The Nauvoo corn harvest in the silo

“BOO-TIFUL NAUVOO”

We suddenly found ourselves immersed here with the community with their annual big festival – entitled, “Boo-Tiful Nauvoo”.  We knew nothing about it, but soon learned that this was to be THE MAJOR EVENT that would be staged for the whole world.  We learned that the town goes all out for this event – and that the activities surrounding it would extend over a couple of weeks – promising a lot of fun and Halloween excitement and hype.  And all of this for my Halloween birthday!    Thanks, everyone!  This was particularly exciting and wonderful for me.  I learned that this event has been the local tradition for twenty or thirty years.  (Our daughter, Jackie, was here in Nauvoo back in 2002 and I guess they had the event then.  She still says that it was one of the absolute best or funnest activities held while she was here with the BYU Nauvoo Semester experience.)  She said, “I love the Halloween spirit and “Boo-tiful Nauvoo.”  She lamented that she was not here to enjoy it with us.

SCARECROWS ON MULHOLLAND STREET

The first sign of the coming festivities was the emergence of fifty or more very interesting scarecrow characters.  We soon found all of Mulholland Street (the main drag) was to be lined with scarecrows – all sporting their unique personalities and scarecrow “wearing apparel” (an old Nauvoo term for clothes of all kinds).

Above: This poor guy got in an accident and was rear-ended!

Sister Hunt and I took an evening just to stroll the three or four blocks of the downtown area – just to experience the full scarecrow haunt.  We thought that the scene would last a few days but here we are almost to Thanksgiving and the scarecrows are still there (even though now the streets are abandoned, devoid of any people, and almost “spooky” with no one here.

Sister Hunt with Nauvoo Scarecrows on Mulholland Street

These scarecrows are fun to see, visit, and to have “photo ops” with us and them.  It is apparent from the looks of some of these folks, that they are like Christmas ornaments.  They may not be the greatest, but they keep coming out again year after year – and then are stored in some garage until the next year.  And yes, these characters (in this scenario) have begun to show their age.  They do make for an interesting and fun aura for the city, however.

PUMPKIN CARVING

The next part of the total festivities is the carving of literally hundreds of pumpkins to ultimately line Mulholland Street.  I mentioned that this whole pumpkin experience is a “community effort” but the pumpkins really are bought, and the activity is supported and staged by missionaries and the Church.  It could not happen without us.

The first step in the process is the acquiring of 200 or more pumpkins for the event.  FM brings these in by the wagons full.  They are brought to the giant warehouses that are a part of our large FM complex. 

Then goes out the plea for anyone and everyone – with any free time – from 8 AM to 8 PM to come to help carve the pumpkins.  This activity was actually written into the mission scheduling to make sure that it happened.

Doing our duty – but also wanting to join the fun, Sister Hunt and I showed up to assist in the carving process.  As we arrived at the big open warehouse, we thought that it was “party time”.   There were stacks and wagons of pumpkins in every available space.  There was a table with a gourmet collection of goodies to reward those willing to assist.

We were first given some instruction by the “carving supervisor” (who obviously had been doing this since puberty).  We were guided to a collection of a dozen or so notebooks – each one packed to the gills with designs for carved pumpkins.  There were 200-300 possible designs that could be carved.   I am not known for such creativity, so I had to choose a design that was really basic – just a mere step up from the basic triangle face design that has become traditional for those without greater imagination.   Sister Hunt was able to perform on a bit of a higher plane.

We joined about ten other creative people.  Each one was intently working to create their chosen pattern masterpiece.   We were shown how to use a marker to “create” our chosen design.  They also showed us some liquid that would erase “boo-boo’s” if needed.

We were given creative liberty to choose any pumpkin – any look or any size – that would best match our projected pumpkin design.  It was like an “Armour Hot Dog Commercial …”  (fat ones, skinny ones, … and you get the picture!)

I picked a medium sized pumpkin – not wanting to waste one of the bigger pumpkins on a basic design such as mine would be.  We had to draw on the pumpkin what was to remain and what was to be carved away by the future carver.  Drawing on one pumpkin stretched me to the ultimate level of my creativity.  Sister Hunt was able to pump out two special designs. 

And after we finished the job, we were to put a colored check mark on our design – to indicate that this design was already used – and “off-limits: to other pumpkin designers.  This system ensured that no two pumpkins would be alike.   We added our special uniquely designed pumpkin to the large collection of drawn pumpkins – that was taking up a large part of the FM warehouse.  Of course, we could not resist taking photos of the many pumpkins that were everywhere around us.  It was quite the scene.

We stoked up on goodies and headed out – feeling that we had at least made a bit of a contribution to the cause.

PUMPKIN GUT SCRAPING AND CARVING

The next steps in the pumpkin creating process was to scrape the guts and to actually carve the pumpkins.  A local teenager was very dedicated in cutting the tops out of or into the top of pumpkins.  His was a big job.

We reported the next day for more pumpkin duty.  There were many tables set up and a plethora of die-hard carvers were meticulously going at their pumpkins.  They were really immersed in their carving projects.

Sister Hunt and I both decided that this carving action was way too detailed for us.  We noted that one lady who had done her best, got “told” by the carving supervisor (a different lady) that her efforts were not really up to par.  She was told of several very small dots or whatever that needed to be better carved.  Anyway, we were glad that we did not subject ourselves to that level of scrutiny. We took “the low road”. 

Our mission was to scrape out all of the “goodie” from several pumpkins.  We were left to pick and choose which of the pumpkins we would take on.  This was a case where bigger was not better.  We found open spots on the tables to begin our efforts.  We were provided with flimsy plastic tools that were obviously not engineered for the right purpose.  (Where was Keith, our product-design engineer son when we needed him?).   We wished that we had brought some of our large catering spoons which we had brought with us to Nauvoo.  Anyway, we got into the action. 

I determined that it was less hassle to bring two or three pumpkins to the table – rather than to make multiple trips to the large “to be scraped” section.  I determined right away that I would make it my mission to scrape out ten pumpkins.  I went after the job.  We scraped out the guts – with the wrong utensils or just by hand (yuck!).  One lady said, “This is more fun than the time when the pig ate my little brother!”

Sister Hunt is bothered at times (of over-exertion) with arthritis or whatever hand problems.  Her hands are often in pain – and there are some things she cannot do (like squeezing open a bottle).  She did well on this pumpkin activity but her hands were soon feeling the effects of the actions.  She was on pumpkin number three.  She thought that this might be her limit.  She asked me how many pumpkins I had gutted and she was very surprised when I told her “eight”.  She decided that she could push herself to gut five.  I continued my quest and finished my ten.  We decided that this was our best effort for the day.

We put our pumpkins in the new (but large) stack of “already gutted” pumpkins. And we marveled in awe at the large trailer already filled with the “already carved” pumpkins.  Admittedly, it was quite the system evident everywhere around us.

POPCORN POPPING

Another missionary assignment was to assist with the popping and bagging of hundreds of bags of popcorn. 

Sister Hunt with bags of bagged popcorn

This was really a “corny” activity.  Sadly, however, it was not quite the right season to find “popcorn popping on the apricot tree”.  We wanted to return another day to help with this effort but when we called the missionary supervisor (Elder Green), we learned that some super go-getter types had already completed the task. Shucks!  We tried again at the actual “Boo-Tiful” event but even there, they had way more staff than they needed.  But, the big “kettle corn” process was interesting.

And with the missionary effort, there was a free bag of popcorn for probably everyone who wanted one at the event.  We got our own bags and the caramel tasting corn was wonderful.  Thanks, folks!

THE PUMPKIN CANNON

For years, our family enjoyed the “potato guns” that Richard Hale used to bring to father and son and neighborhood events.  He made these most impressive,  But I think Nauvoo has him beat.  The first scheduled event of the great “Boo-Tiful Nauvoo” festivities (October 26th) was the expulsion of pumpkins from a “cannon” created just for this purpose.  This was scheduled to go from 3-4:00 Pm.  This was one of those days that we would have wanted to finish our site tours a bit early.  But, it turned out that we got to the scene just barely in time for the final boom of the last couple of pumpkins.

The scene …set at the crest of the hill below the Temple was perfect.  There was a truck bed with many pumpkins.  And a couple of experienced guys manned the cannon.  They had created a cannon and one guy brought over a medium sized pumpkin.  And then somehow, the pumpkin was propelled into the air.  The pumpkins were shot down hill and they got a lot of boom as they hit the skies.  It was challenging to actually see the pumpkin as it took off but all eyes were on it.  It was an amazing and fun thing to watch.

This activity made me wish that my sons and sons-in-law could have been here to enjoy these few moments.  This was right up the alley for most of them!

“THE NAUVOO PUMPKIN WALK”

Now it was time to get into the main event.  Sister Hunt and I had not had time to go home to change out of our pioneer costume clothes – but it was kind of like wearing the Scout uniform.  I was comfortable in my skin.  It was all good.

The Nauvoo Pumpkin Walk – 2024

It wasn’t quite dark, but we used this time to take the “Pumpkin Walk”.  We passed the missionary popcorn operation and they had a lot of folks waiting for their bags.  We got bags for each of us.

We then began the walk to check out all of the carved pumpkins – that we had helped with throughout the week.  The pumpkins had been lit with candles.  It was fun to see each unique carved design.  We walked behind the restaurants and hotels that formed the scene of the walk.  We then walked down Mulholland Street two or three blocks and then back on the other side.

We were very surprised at the throngs of people who had gathered in this usually remote and quite village.  There were people everywhere.  I could tell that many of the folks were “imports”.  Most of the men were wearing hefty beards (so obviously they were not missionaries).  Excitement was high with everyone.

Of course, I was in awe of all of these people who had gathered with me for my Halloween birthday.  Such a great activity for the occasion. 

THE “BOO-TIFUL NAUVOO” PARADE AND FESTIVITIES

Let’s face it!  Halloween is kind of a zany “holiday”.  It is fun just to see people kick back and be crazy.  It is a time to look bizarre and think that it is okay.  And today was no exception.  The parade proved to be pretty decent for such a small town.  Spooks, goblins and witches seemed to come out of the woodwork – there amidst the scarecrows.  People were “stacked” five or six or more people deep all along the parade route.  We had been sitting over by the “Fudge Factory” but we pressed our way forward a bit with the hope of some good photos of the action.  And this basically worked well for us.

“Boo-Tiful Nauvoo” Parade

Of course, a couple of our favorite parade entries were missionaries.  The traditional mission horse drawn wagon was filled with senior missionaries.  And they played the “kazoo” and other fun instruments that were fitting for the occasion.  We joined the cheering section for them.

Another missionary entry was about 20 of our young sister missionaries.  They were all dressed in black.  And atop their heads, they had a long and giant dragon.  This was very colorful.  The Sisters wove back and forth across the street as they pushed their upper skin up and down to the delight of the crowd.  We gave the dragon a big cheer.

All too soon, the parade was over but it had been so fun.  Then the crowd milled around to check out the food booths and other activities.  We joined the crowd.  We bought some pie – at just $2.50 a slice – as sold by the local Historical Society.    I am definitely hooked on pie – so I could not resist the urge to buy myself two or three slices.  And that pumpkin pie was amazing.  We were so surprised and pleased that the custard was still warm.  Talk about fresh!  Wow!

Nauvoo “Wagon Wheel Giant Cinnamon Roll” made by Annies

We also found an outdoor booth manned by folks from the local Annie’s Custard place.  We have been to the place previously and have enjoyed visiting with her.  She comes from the Mesa, Arizona Ray family so we have known many of the same people.  We bought a couple of pulled pork sandwiches that were fabulous.  (But fun to eat dessert first, too … it doesn’t get much better than that.)

We would have liked to have seen the carved jack-o-lanterns lit up in the dark, but it wasn’t quite that time.  And in our rush to get to the festivities, we had arrived without coats.  And the chill and the need for warmth won over the thrill of the lanterns.  We headed for home – impressed with the whole celebration.  Quite an affair for such a quaint little town.

SINGING AROUND THE CAMPFIRE AMIDST A MARSHMALLOW ROAST

With many missionaries now gone, we have smaller crowds of missionaries.  This makes some fun activities doable – and easier to stage.

One such event was held at the “Parley Street Campfire Bowl”.  We had not been to the place before – but found it perfect for the occasion.  The event had been billed as a marshmallow roast and s’mores event.  Who can pass those up?    They were as good as ever – enjoyed by all.

And then, after the roast, the entertainment missionary couple staged a little “reader’s theater” reading.  This was about missionaries sent out by Brigham Young.  And then we gathered around (in medium weight coats) and enjoyed a song fest – by a Sister who once sang with the “Tabernacle Choir at Temple Square”.  We sang a multitude of church songs that went well with the guitars of a couple of the brethren.

Being in this setting my mind was drawn naturally to my many Boy Scout campfire programs that I have attended through the years.  It brought back much nostalgia and, I admit, some yearning for the “good old days”.  Sixty years of Scouting is kind of hard to forget.

BREAD MAKING AT THE FAMILY LIVING CENTER 

In our Family Living Center there is a wonderful 1840’s kitchen – complete with a fireplace, cast iron gear of many varieties, and with a “bustle oven” for breadmaking.  In the pre-COVID days, missionaries actually created bread and baked it in the brick oven (after heating it with real fire for a couple of hours).   Sadly, COVID stopped the experience.  But the nostalgia remains as we still “talk” about how bread was made “back then”.  Some of the senior sisters  decided to give the oven a try.  They recruited Elder Ward to man the fire for them. 

Breakmaking at the Nauvoo Family Living Center

The Sisters let the young sister missionaries (who will soon depart) help mix up the bread dough.  They then put the dough in the large wooden “proffer” box.  This box (powered by bowls of steaming water) helps to “raise” the dough.  The system worked well.

Elder Ward preparing heat at the Family Living Center Bustle Oven

The fire did not work exactly as the bakers would have hoped but Elder Ward was soon able to supercharge his charcoal with a fire atop of them.  This was the boost that was needed and soon the bread entered the oven (minus the wood and coals).    And we were all excited to taste the hot bread as it came out of the oven – only about twenty minutes later.  Sister Workman had brought some bread of her own “just in case” so there ws plenty of delectable bread for everyone. 

And this, of course, brought back many warm memories of my own mother, Alura, who made bread two or three times every week of her married life.  Those thoughts of her were most pleasant.  I really miss her bread! 

PREPARING TO WELCOME A RUSH OF NEW SPRING MISSIONARIES

I have mentioned the “cycle” of outgoing and incoming missionaries here in Nauvoo.  And now that the huge contingent of missionaries have departed, it is time to look forward.  And our mission has already received notice of missionary couples who have already received their mission calls to enter the MTC next March.  (A terribly long time to wait … but it is so worth it).

As district leaders, it is our job to welcome new missionaries, to give them phone or on-line training and to help them get excited about coming to Nauvoo.  We have been notified of two new “Teamsters” missionaries who will arrive in March and will be in our Brigham District.  I assigned one other couple to “minister” to one of the new couples and Sister Hunt and I assigned ourselves to minister to the other.  We called the couple and had a great visit with them.  They were so excited about our call.  Once a call is received, one cannot hear enough about the coming mission.  It was fun to add to their enthusiasm. 

VISITORS AND CONTINUING MIRACLES

Just because we are on a new schedule, that doesn’t damper the hope that miracles will still happen.  We love the way the Lord connects people – friends we know and some known by people we know.

OUR BOWLES “IN-LAWS” CAME FOR A VISIT

We knew ahead that they were coming, but we were excited with the opportunity to welcome the Bowles (the in-laws of our daughter, Jackie).  They did not stay the nights with us, but they spent most other times at night with us.  We fed them for a couple of nights.  It was kind of fun one night.  It was the birthday of their son (our son-in-law).  We suggested that the four of us call him.  We did so and all sang ‘Happy Birthday” to him.  He loved this (and he talked about it for a month afterwards).

SISTER HUNT IS VISITED BY TWO COUSINS

Yes, Sister Hunt was visited by two cousins – one from her mother’s side, and one from her dad’s side.  These were both “Nauvoo miracle” connections.  Neither cousin knew that we were here and we did not know that either one was coming.

We connected to both cousins in a like manner.  Both of them went to participate in the events in the Family Living Center.  Both opted to hear the presentation about brick making in Nauvoo.  And after the presentations, each one said to the missionary giving the tour, “My uncle started the Nauvoo Brick”.  Thankfully, both guides worked to get us together.  They said, “That is very interesting.  There is a sister missionary here who is the daughter of the guy who started the bricks.”

One guide told Lori Belcher where we were serving for the day.  (And we are glad that she did this.)   Sister Hunt and I were coming out of the John Taylor home and were returning to the Print Shop.  (This tour includes both places.)  Sister Hunt was on the brick path and she saw a couple of ladies coming toward her.   One was excited and said to Sister Hunt, “Don’t even try to tell me that you don’t know me.”  The Spirit whispered to Sister Hunt who the cousin was – even they had not seen each other for some time as she heard her voice.  There was great rejoicing and hugs together.

Photo above: Lori Belcher (2nd from right) with her cousin (from her other side of the famiy)

With the other cousin, we were actually on our P-day.  Our missionary friend knew that we would want to see the cousin.  She called Sister Hunt and said, “There is someone here at the Family Living Center who wants to talk to you.”  Sister Hunt was baffled about who it might be.    We hurried down there.  As we entered the building, the light was not in our favor and it was hard to see who we were supposed to see.  There was a couple there.  The lady came forward and said, “You may not remember me, but you are my cousin.”  (They had not seen each other for decades.  They had known each other at the same high school but after that time, they had both gone different directions and had not had an occasion to be together since.  Sad there were not greater family connections!)

Anyway, this Cousin JoAnn Perry Madsen and Sister Hunt’s mothers (Verna and June) were Betteridge sisters.  Sister Hunt and her cousin had a nice conversation, and of course we got our photo to show that the conversation and the Nauvoo visit happened.

WELCOMING A LONG-TIME SCOUTING BUDDY

I love serving at the Visitors’ Center.   This is a place where miracles often come together.  This one particular day, it was kind of unique that I was even at the Center.  I was over at a side couch – doing my computer thing as I awaited my time to be assigned to take a tour.

A guy entered from the west door.  There were other people between us, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw this guy from the back and thought, “That guy looks familiar.  I think I know him!”  And just then, he turned around … he had had the same experience as I had.  We focused on each other and at the same time, realized that we did indeed know each other.  It was Chris Wagner from Mesa, Arizona.

Chris and I grew up in the same neighborhood and ward.  We were good friends together in the ward and as Scouts in good old Troop 155 (“155 – the best alive!”).  We broke into a long hug as long-lost brothers.  (This came as a bit of a shock to others who were watching us.)  It was great.  Chris had recently lost his wife of nearly 50 years and was kind of sad.  He had come to Nauvoo with his older sister who lives in Missouri (and whom I also knew)- hoping for an emotional boost.  We had a great conversation.  So cool that the Lord arranged this meeting for us!

VISITORS FROM CORTEZ, COLORADO

We were serving one day at the Lucy Mack Smith home and some folks came from Cortez, Colorado.  I perked up as we have some good friends in this town.  We first met the Brocks when we all lived in Santa Paula, California.  It has been years since I have been able to contact my friend.  Anyway, this guy who came to our tour knew my friend – who was formerly his Aaronic Priesthood leader.  This new friend gave me contact information for Andy.  I later corresponded with Andy and we had good conversation.

OTHER LONG TIME FRIENDS FROM MESA, ARIZONA

On the same day that Chris came to visit, we were also visited by some other long-time friends, Ben and Nanette Allen.  I went to high school (Westwood – “War Eagle) with Ben and later he and his wife were in our Mesa, Arizona Acacia ward for a while.  They somehow knew that we are serving in Nauvoo, so they came looking for us.  The fact that there were 3 Elders Hunt here led them on a bit of a goose chase.

They did finally corner us at the Visitors’ Center that night just as we had our hands on the door (literally) to depart for the evening. It was a little miracle that we all showed up at the same time.  We had a fun visit with them.

We were surprised when we went to the Temple to see our friends, the Ridings – also from Mesa. We connected with them the next day for visiting and a photo.

Sister Hunt and I made a random visit to the local Zion’s Mercantile gift store up on Mulholland Street. We met Joseph Johnstun who is the Director of the “Tomb of Joseph Museum”. (More to come on that subject later. In talking with Joseph, we discovered that he and our son-in-law, Paul, were together on the Church’s 1997 Sesquecentennial Commerative Trek. Paul was then 14 and was a teamster with his grandfather, Robert Lowe.

MORE FUN WITH THREE HUNT COUSINS IN NAUVOO

I have mentioned a few times about how great it is to have three “Hunt Cousins” together here in Nauvoo.  We all enjoy this brotherhood … and it is fun to talk to others about our unique situation.  Often people come on our tours and say, “We just met your cousins.”

3 Nauvoo Hunt Cousins – (L to R) Lou and Kevin Hunt, Sandy and Jake Hunt, Tammy and Brad Hunt

I guess our fame is spreading.  I received a phone message the other day that was fun.  This lady wrote to us and said that she is a writer for the “Church News” and wanted to interview us for a possible article.  I had to chuckle out of the opening line of the message.  It said, “To Elder Hunt, Elder Hunt, and Elder Hunt …”  I became the spokesman and wrote back to her.  Just to humor her, I said “Greetings!  This is Elder Hunt …”

My “Cousins” came to my place and together we participated in a “Face-Time” conference call with the reporter, Mary Richards. This was a fun activity. Earlier in the day we had staged a photo op with the horses – the companions of my Teamster cousins. We submitted the photo to Sister Richards.

The article made its debut on Sunday, November 17th on the “on-line” Church News. Here is the link to the article:

thechurchnews.com/members/2024/11/17/nauvoo-senior-missionaries-all-named-elder-hunt/

COMING FULL CIRCLE ON THE MISSION

The current mission historian, Sister Walters, suggested that I write a page about what it means to come “full circle” in Nauvoo.  She had learned that I served here as a young missionary and noted how unusual it was to be back here in my very same mission 50 years later.  I did write her desired article.

And at the same time, another “full circle” event occurred.  Sister Hunt and I were serving in the Family Living Center with many other missionaries.   It was a rare quiet moment with no visitors for us to help.  There were about six young sister missionaries – as well as two or three couples together there.  One young sister posed a question to us Seniors.  She asked, “Where did you serve on your young missions?”  Sister Hunt was pleased to talk about her service in the Australia Melbourn Mission.    (I remind her that she got her call from Lorenzo Snow!)

When it was Elder Robert Ward’s turn to talk, he said, “I was in the Florida-Tallahassee Mission.”  That got my attention.  I said, “Wait a minute …!  That was my mission!  (That is where I was before Nauvoo.)    

I said, “Wait … how old are you?”  He said, “69”.  I said, “Then we had to have been there together.”   We realized that we were both in northern Alabama in the same zone at the same time.  I was limited in my computer resources at the Family Living Center, but I found this fact in my letter home to Mom and Dad about a zone conference held January 7, 1975.  I tried to open up my journal of the day, but it would not open. We were both dumbfounded over our dommon mission experience.

I also taught Elder Ward how to find his own Nauvoo ancestors on the “Family Tree” application.  He was jazzed about this.

Back at home, I was able to find my journal entry of the day (on my big jump drive).  I found the referenced zone conference and read about it.  It was a tri-zone conference held in Birmingham, Alabama.   After Elder Franklin D. Richards, an assistant to the Council of the 12, spoke, we divided into our three zones.  The record reflected that I gave a talk or presentation – using the example of Ammon as a missionary to the Lamanites.  (Ammon has long been my favorite missionary hero.  I have continued to study him and in Alma Chapters 17 to 27, I have now found 200+ ways to be a great missionary.)

I realized that Elder Ward would have been in attendance as I gave that presentation.  He was a greenie and had only been out a couple of weeks.

Digging still deeper, I continued to read in my journal (knowing that I got transferred out of the area on January 25th – and would not have seen him after that transfer).

I found a journal entry for a district meeting held January 17, 1975.  I learned that we were also in the same district.  I was then in the town of Cullman and he was in Guntersville.  The entry said, “We then went to a district meeting.  Elder Ames, as our new district leader, conducted the meeting.  He and Elder Howard (ZL) gave talks as did Elders Ward (greenie of 1 month) and Adams.  The Elders present included Ames and Birrell (Gadsden), Adams and Wheeler (Scottsboro), Zumwalt and I (Cullman), Howard and Rich (Huntsville) and Montgomery and Ward (like the store) of Guntersville.  It was a good meeting.  Elder Ames and Howard interviewed all of us.  Elder Rich conducted a study class.  We played a game of football gaining touchdowns as we answered questions right.  Elder Z and I won the rest of them.”  Wow!  So amazing and wonderful!

Huntsville, Alabama District – January 17, 1975 – Elder Ward 3rd from Right

it keeps going …  I dug deep into my mission slides and found a great photo taken on the actual day of the January 17th district meeting.  This showed the greenie, Elder Ward and six others. Sadly, I was taking the photo.  And everyone to whom I have since showed the photo loved the hair look of Elder Ward.  He has lost some of that poof over the years.

I was very excited to find Elder Ward to show him the journal entry and photo.  I tracked him down at the horse carriage depot where he was working for the day.  We were both excited and dumbfounded.  I stand in awe and amazement at how the Lord puts all of these miracles together.  It is so great!

Elders Robert Ward and Kevin Hunt – Nauvoo 2024

OUR HANDS ON THE PLOW

On one occasion, Jesus met various people who had varying commitments to Him and His work.  It is recorded in Luke 9:61-62:  “And another also said, Lord, I will follow thee, but let me first go bid them farewell, which are at home at my house.  And Jesus said unto him, No man, having put his hand to the plough, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God.”

That kind of applies to us in our mission service.  Most of the time, this is not a problem with us.  We miss your children and grandchildren greatly but we know that we are in the right place and time here on the mission.   We miss many of the activities that we would typically do with our grandchildren (sports, plays, events, birthdays, and more) but we know that they know that we would be there for them if we could.

We pray for them (generally by name for specific needs) each day and we know that they are all praying for us as missionaries. That is a great thing to have that many grandchildren all praying for us!  Wow!

When we came on our mission, we both said that We are going on this mission FOR THE GRANDKIDS … all 43 of them.”  And that is really true.  We wanted to set an example for each of them so that they would know that missions are a priority and we have hoped that our service might inspire each of them (all of them) to likewise serve.

We think of the family members often.  Gratefully, we have Zoom, FaceTime, phones, messages and e-mail messages – and all of the modern technology by which we can communicate with them.  Our family “WhatsApp” phone application does much to keep us all connected (as we are spread about in five states).

Occasionally, however, we experience some sadness in not being able to be there in person to enjoy some of the special moments of life with the family members.  That has been the case over the past couple of months.  We had a new granddaughter, Maylee, born.  Sad to think that she will be over a year old when we first meet her.

In October, there were a plethora of family events that tugged at the grandparent heart strings.  Two granddaughters – Abby and Katelyn – both went on missions.  Abby is serving in the Dallas Texas East Mission and Katelyn is in the Denver Colorado North mission (with a couple of our Nauvoo outbound sisters who arrived at the same time as our Sister Merrill).

Our grandson served a very successful mission in Argentina (down at the southern tip of the continent).  He returned home to Arizona (rather than Texas – where he had lived only a short time before his mission.  He wanted to return to the welcome of friends and family in Arizona.  And our daughter and family made the trek from Texas to Arizona to welcome him home.  Many of the local family members were able to be present at the airport for the joyful reunion.

Normally, it would have been Sister Hunt and I who would have welcomed the Stoddards to our home to stay, but this time it was our daughter, Larissa, and family who were gracious enough to host them for several days.  (And Larissa is the “perfect mom substitute” in such situations.)  Thanks, Laramie Sue!

A couple of days later, Bryson was able to bear his mission testimony in sacrament meeting (though it was fast Sunday – and not a time for the usual talks).  In the same sacrament meeting, our little Maylee girl was blessed by her father.  Many of the testimonies of the day were from our family members.  Thankfully, we were able to join the meeting via Zoom.  It was great that we could kind of be there with them.   We still felt the joy of the occasion.  Most of the “local” family members were present for this grand event.

Later in the day, Larissa and Kaylea staged a little open house for Elder Bryson.  Many friends and family came and were able to hear him share memories and testimony from his mission.    Bryson and his folks soon headed directly up to Provo, Utah – where he will live near his brother and will attend College in Orem.

That is a lot of family stuff in just one month!  Wow!

We talked about it ahead of time, and we could have made the trip home for the major weekend of gatherings.  We could have received permission to leave for a few days.   We decided, however, that we needed to do our duty and remain at our missionary post in Nauvoo.

In doing so, I was reminded of the quote that we share from Lucius Scovill, the Nauvoo baker, as we give tours in his home.  He left a new wife, his five children remaining from the recent death of his first wife, his new wife’s two young children from a previous marriage, and their one child.  They were out on the mud flats of Iowa about a month out from Nauvoo when he received a mission call to England.  He would be gone for a couple of years.  He said,

“It seemed a painful duty for me to perform to leave my family to go into the wilderness and I to turn and go the other way.  But inasmuch as I had been appointed to go, I was determined fill my mission if it cost me all that I had on this earth … I thought it best to round up my shoulders like a bold soldier of the corps … and assist in rolling forth the kingdom of God.”

Our mission sacrifice is not nearly so deep as that of Elder Scovil, but we can relate a bit to him.  We decided to “keep our hands on the plow”.

A WAGON BREAK-DOWN ALONG THE TRAIL

We had a bit more excitement, recently, than we had planned – or would have liked.  We suffered a challenge with our vehicle.  One night, we suddenly noticed that the battery light was going on and off.  Then the next morning the vehicle started chugging intermittently and powerfuly.  We could tell that it was having a power challenge. We were in trouble out here in the middle of nowhere, America.

We learned that one of the FM supervisors moonlights as a mechanic.  He diagnosed right away that it was likely the alternator.  He agreed to fix it.  And by some miracle, a senior couple ended up here with two cars – and they really didn’t need two of them.  The counselor in the mission presidency, knowing our plight, called and asked them if we could borrow their vehicle while ours was being repaired.  I do not like to borrow or lend cars to anyone.  Too often, there are problems.   Doing so, never seems to work.  But, we were kind of stuck – with really no other option.  We could have rented a car out of Carthage – but this really was not a great option.  Anyway, we used the loaned Toyota truck from the Hales. And their generousity was a very major blessing – for which we were grateful.

Our three sons-in-law made quite a team a couple of nights before we left on our mission.  Together they masterminded a replacement for our alternator.  So, the alternator was still under warranty.  We went to Keokuk and paid for a new alternator (to save time on the repairs.  (And then we got a full refund after the repair when we took the old unit back to them. And the Auto folks could not figure out why the “new” alternator lasted only seven months!)

Kendall took a full two weeks to repair the vehicle.  We learned that the guy – though excellent – has way too much going on in his life.  He works for the church full time.  He moonlights with his auto garage business.  He is the lead in the local volunteer fire department (which includes ambulance service), has six kids and is in the Bishopric.  We asked him what he does in his free time.  Anyway, he did ultimately have time to make the repair and got the new unit into the car.  And it now works fantastically.  We were grateful for his able assistance.

There were a few miracles in this trauma.  I mentioned the use of the Hale vehicle, and Kendall being able to fix the vehicle.  Also there was the fact that there was nothing else wrong with the vehicle.  It could have been worse.

Sister Hunt realized another miracle in us not going to Arizona for the baby blessing, missionary activities, and the family reunion festivities.  She did the math and realized that if we had gone to Arizona and if the alternator would have gone out at the same time that it did, it would have happened as we could have been on the freeway going to St. Louis to the airport.  Wow!  So, once again, the Lord protected us (like on our way to Nauvoo from the MTC and our tire problems).  We are grateful that the Lord is in the details of our lives and that He is protecting us continually in our mission service.  

SISTER HUNT AND I CELEBRATED OUR ANNIVERSARY

Kevin and Lou Hunt on 46th Anniversary – September 14, 2024

It was fun, recently, for Sister Hunt and me to celebrate our 46th wedding anniversary here on the mission.  (And we’ll celebrate #47 here also!).  We went out to eat at a new restaurant – the “Fireside BBQ” here in Nauvoo.  We loved the BBQ food and the little place where they hide out with their great food.  It was a pleasant evening out together.

I SURVIVED AND LOVED MY 70TH BIRTHDAY LOVE FROM MY FAMILY

I devoted a full blog with reflections about my 70th (Halloween) birthday – which I wrote and posted on the big day.  And I note that this blog was totally spur-of-the-moment.  I had not planned this blog ahead – as I do for most of the blogs.  It never made it to the 3×5” cards!    The thought to write a blog was spur of the moment early that day, but I acted on it.  Turns out, I really was not alone for the day – though we were 1,400 or more miles away.  My family would never let such an occasion pass quietly.  They pumped on the energy and excitement for my big day and surprises seemed to keep coming all day.

Special 70th Birthday Computer Generated gift from son, Keith Hunt

One of the great developments of the day was the receipt of 70 cards from the family.  Without Sister Hunt and I in the count, we have 61 descendants.  Each of the 61 wrote a card and sent it to arrive close to the birthday.  And to make it to 70, our own children were tasked with the chore of writing twice.  One family used their extra card to send a message from “Mo the dog.”  Thanks, Mo!  And thanks to all of the family – with Jackie as the master-mind – for making this come together.   Seventy cards!  Wow!  That must be some kind of record.

The mail deluge was a shock to the mailroom lady.  In the mailroom, each missionary has his/her/their own mailbox.  And this Sister sorts the incoming mail to the boxes each day.  I wasn’t really expecting mail (I just don’t) but it was interesting that for several days there was nothing in our box.

Then on the birthday, Sister Hunt was especially anxious for us to go to the mailroom.  I should have smelled a rat!  Three packages had come earlier in the week – and she returned these (unopened) to the mailroom to make it appear that they had just arrived.  She had chatted earlier with the mail lady (and the substitute for the day) to expect 70 letters from our posterity – with instructions to “watch for them”.  She went into the room on the big day and was shocked to find our assigned box totally empty.  She was totally baffled.  She called the mail lady and was told that with the decrease of missionaries, they had just condensed the boxes – so that they only take up a third of the room – rather than the whole room.  So, with this clue, Sister Hunt went to our newly assigned box.  That is when I saw it too!

Our box was jam-packed with letters.  They were there so tightly that I don’t think another one could have been squeezed into the small box.  Wow!  This was amazing and wonderful!

Then at home, I began to open the cards and letters.  I loved each message – all in the personality of the person (no matter how young or old) sending the card.  These all made me so happy.

I also received phone calls from each one of our nine children.  I felt like Joseph Smith and Moroni:  “Our conversations must have taken in most of the day”.  Another surprise was that most family members also created a card, drawing, etc., which was posted to our “photo frame” where we receive photos regularly from our family members.  Many of the family members sent me gifts.  I got several bags of my favorite candies – root beer barrels, Chick-O-stick, Idaho Spuds, and of course the fall favorite of candy corn.  (It is not fall unless I get at least one bag of candy corn … and this time I received a year supply of the stuff.)

So, in summary, I didn’t know what was going to happen at any moment, but there was a full day of various excitements and surprises.  Wow!  This was all so fun.  Thanks, family.  You are the best!  I love you all!

I later posted my thanks on our family WhatsApp site:  “Wow!  What a great birthday!  It was worth turning 70 just so that I could feel the love and attention from all of you.  And worth being away just so that I could get a card from all 61 of my posterity! Wow!  That was magnificent!  I loved each card and message!  And thanks for all of the gifts, candy, and more.  Definitely a special birthday to remember forever.  We truly have a “bootiful” and wonderful family.  I love you each collectively and individually!  Love Dad!”

And incidentally, I printed out my full birthday posterity message and physically mailed it to each family.  I also had this added to my “white box” (“just in case”) instructions – so it may resurface again sometime in the future.  I hope that this message will be a special “keeper” for everyone through the years.

WEATHER CHANGING

Being Arizona desert rats, Sister Hunt and I have been somewhat challenged as we look forward to the unknown winter ahead.  We are kind of in a panic – not knowing what to expect.  We thought that we would be in igloo mode from about the first of October – through April.  We have been very grateful for the fabulous weather so far.  We really have only had a couple of really cold days.  All the other days have been fabulous.  And here it is the middle of November and the weather has been amazing.    We are so very grateful for this great blessing.

I’M DEFINITELY FALLING FOR NAUVOO!!!

The winter ahead is kind of unpredictable, but for the moment, we are loving it here.  We can say that we are truly “falling for Nauvoo”.   (And we’ll keep praying in faith for future Nauvoo weather miracles.)   It is a great time to be alive, and it is great to be missionaries together, here in Nauvoo.  It’s great to be here  this fall on the Nauvoo Trail.

My Nauvoo Ancestors – Pioneers of Heritage, Covenant, and Faith

Blog #26

Kevin V. Hunt

Here is the PDF file link:

https://acrobat.adobe.com/id/urn:aaid:sc:va6c2:a9645cc9-ed19-4147-90b7-c3919ffdf0e9

When Sister Hunt and I first received our call to serve our “senior couple” mission in Nauvoo, my immediate thought was that I wanted to create a package or document to remind me – and all of my family – about the many ancestors who lived in Nauvoo.  I knew that I had many Nauvoo ancestors, but I had not really taken an accurate count of how many there were.  I made a note on one of my cards – to make this a future project.

And then, the longer that I was in Nauvoo, the more that I wanted to get to this special project.  Being in Nauvoo just naturally draws one to his/her ancestors. Nauvoo just does that to you.  You can’t be here without being drawn to your own ancestors.   And that was what happened to me. 

Of course, Sister Hunt and I are site missionaries.  This means that we focus on about 20 families who lived here in Nauvoo.  In our tours, we share personal details, stories of commitment and covenant of some great people who were in Old Nauvoo.  And giving those tours, has led me to do even more research about those people.  And then this research drew me on to my own ancestors.

My first step was to create an expanded pedigree chart to show all of my Nauvoo ancestors.  I looked carefully at each person, their birth dates, marriage and their death dates (the basics on the pedigree chart).  And if there was any possibility that they might have been here in Nauvoo – or if I wasn’t sure, I checked on my Family Tree and “memories” on FamilySearch.  I got excited with each name that I was able to highlight in green – my indication that he or she lived in Nauvoo.

And after this exercise, I was absolutely elated to find that I actually have 32 NAUVOO DIRECT ANCESTORS.  Wow!  This was so exciting and wonderful.

With my green-highlighted pedigree charts, I went to work.  There was much research to complete.  I dug into it and had a grand time going for it.  And the more information that I found, the more excited I became.  I learned of my people and their family events in Nauvoo.  I found many special accounts of their conversion stories, their associations with Joseph Smith, how they dealt with mob persecutions and being driven from their homes – even multiple times, how they sacrificed for the Gospel of Jesus Christ, how and when they were baptized, and their participation in the Nauvoo “covenant community”.   I found ancestors who came at all ages to Nauvoo.  I learned of Nauvoo marriages.  I found many young children who were born here.  I found some ancestors who died here.  I found ancestors who walked the “Trail of Hope” of Parley Street with their faces toward better times in the West.

I love the “collective” story of the Nauvoo period.  But, even better, I love the individual stories of faith, dedication and commitment.   And together, all of these ancestors build a beautiful tapestry woven together into the bigger story of the Restoration of the Gospel, the First Vision of God and Christ visiting their chosen prophet, Joseph, and calling him to restore the Church of Jesus.

And so now, as the project concludes, I am very excited to share with you the lives and commitment of these great people.  I hope that you might each feel the same love for these our pioneer ancestors as I have come to know them.  I love them each.  I am so grateful to all of our 32 Nauvoo ancestors and their families.

I am also grateful for the many ancestors in lines who did not make it through Nauvoo.  These folks are just as marvelous and amazing as those who were here.  And who did not make it to Nauvoo?

The Hunt family – John Hunt and Jane Coates and their son, Amos Hunt with two wives joined the church around 1850 in Kentucky where the Hunt clan had lived for 50 years.  A great many of the Hunt clan joined the church together in Kentucky and they moved in one great migration toward Utah in the Benjamin Gardner Company in 1852.  They settled in Ogden, Utah.  In the October 1861 General Conference, their names were read over the pulpit to be colonizing missionaries to the “Dixie (or Muddy) Mission” around St. George.

Samuel Barnhurst was an ancestor who gave up everything – literally – for the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  His family thought that he was crazy – and even his wife tried to poison him so that he could not join the Church.  He escaped with almost no possessions and left to join the Saints in Utah.  Upon arrival in Utah, he was brought to the office of Brigham Young – who counseled him to marry a young Danish lady who had arrived about the same time from Denmark.  They were obedient even though he did not know Danish, and she knew no English.  That should have been interesting marriage – at least from the beginning.

My mom’s Pritchett family was like the Hunts.  A large group of Pritchett family members joined the church together in Virginia.  They traveled together to Utah under the leadership of William D. Pritchett – in 1855, and began a faithful legacy in Sanpete County in Utah.

And then there are my Danish ancestors.  I love my Danes.  And I recently had a DNA test (thanks, Keith) which revealed that I literally have 50% Danish blood in me.  This is so exciting!  I have 5 second great grandparents who came from Denmark.  The Danes did not receive the Gospel until the early 1850’s.  But having joined, with complete commitment and faith, they immediately wanted to join the Saints in Utah’s “Zion”.  They joined handcart companies and made their way west – after getting to St. Louis, Missouri and going west from there.

The project relative to my own ancestors in Nauvoo, naturally leads to a similar future project to feature the Nauvoo ancestors of my wife and her family.  I would not be surprised to find that she also has 30 or more such Nauvoo ancestors.  I can’t wait to get into that project.

In my Nauvoo research I have found individuals and families of profound faith.  I have found people who made special covenants in the Temple.  I have found many of my/our own people who were among the first who received their endowments in the Nauvoo Temple – just as soon as it was possible for them to receive their endowments there.  I have found my/our people who had strong and continuing testimonies of the Prophet Joseph Smith – in spite of his challenges and weaknesses.  I find my people who were true all of their lives to Joseph and his mission.  I found people who were so committed that they were willing to leave their homes again and again in support of God’s Kingdom.  

And in my research, I am uplifted as I have seen my/our people continue  in their faithful lives in Utah.  Even with their challenges and sacrifices, they were true to what they believed.  They were true to the Nauvoo covenants that they had made.  I hope that you will bask in and love the Nauvoo Spirit as you get to know these special people who were here, who gave their all, and who remained covenant faithful through their lives.  And these folks (in the next world) hope that all of their posterity are drawn to them – just as they are drawn to us.  Let’s keep the hearts turning and burning!

Here are a couple of ways by which you can access the book.

Here is the PDF file link:

https://acrobat.adobe.com/id/urn:aaid:sc:va6c2:a9645cc9-ed19-4147-90b7-c3919ffdf0e9

As ever, I have published the book on lulu.com. The link is not yet cojing up but should within the next couple of days. You can go to lulu.com and then do a search on “Nauvoo” or my name. Contact me for a discount code if you want to order the book.

Reflections on a Life Milestone

By Kevin V. Hunt

Blog #25

I KEVIN VON HUNT, am finding myself reflecting on a major life milestone at this moment. The occasion is my own 70th Birthday.  Seventy?  How is that possible?  Where has that time gone?  And of course, I still feel as if I am about age 35!

This writing comes on October 31, 2024, as I am celebrating my birthday.  In the past, we have had a long-standing family tradition of staging wonderful and creative birthdays for the major milestones – generally the 5-year increments for family members.  Seventy is a big thing and sadly, I will not be able to celebrate with a lot of fanfare with my family this year.  So, I have decided to write a message to the family as I contemplate the historic moment pretty much alone without them (or you)

My wife, Lou, (Sister Hunt) and I are presently serving as site missionaries in the Illinois Historic Sites Mission – which includes mostly Nauvoo, Illinois.  We have been serving for seven months and will be here yet another year.

Writing this, is actually something that I have wanted to do for quite some time – and that is a message to my posterity.  I would very much like to write a personal message to each one of you who are numbered as my posterity – and maybe someday that will happen.  That is a yeoman task, however, since the posterity of Lou and me now numbers 61 (or 63 with her and me).  Wow!  That is so amazing and wonderful.  At the moment, the posterity includes 9 children, their spouses and 43 grandchildren.  Wow!  That is amazing and wonderful.

Lord Baden-Powell was the founder of the worldwide Boy Scout program.  As he was getting older, he got into a reflective mood and wrote to the Scouts of the World:  “If you have ever seen the play Peter Pan you will remember how the pirate chief was always making his dying speech because he was afraid that possibly when the time came for him to die he might not have time to get it off his chest. It is much the same with me, and so, although I am not at this moment dying, I shall be doing so one of these days and I want to send you a parting word of goodbye.”

Like Baden-Powell, I do not believe that I am now dying – nor do I plan to do so soon.   Both of my grandfathers lived to age 83 and my parents both lived to age 90.  One of my doctors at the Mayo Clinic is a Native American doctor.    I think of him as one of the true Indian medicine men.  When I shared with him, my family health history, he said (of my parents), “You will outlive both of them. …  You will live to be 100!”  And I believed him.

So, here is my letter written now to my posterity.  (And I don’t promise that it will be my last!)    I hope that all of you will share this with each member of your family.  And it is my hope that each family member will see this letter as a personal letter sent to each of you.  I have each of you in my mind as I write.

A little background:  Believe it or not, I was born on Halloween.  And it gets a bit better …  My parents, (Russel Frank Hunt and Alta Alura Larsen)  met on a blind date on Friday the 13th – and then I was born on Halloween.  My folks were at a ward Halloween party in Ft. Collins, Colorado on that spooky night of Saturday, October 30, 1954.  It was during the social gathering that I announced my pending arrival.  Mom had to leave the party for the hospital to go have me, and I was born the following morning – on Halloween.

While celebrating my birthday was not always convenient through the years for those who wanted to celebrate it with me, I always was happy that my arrival day on earth came on that day.  With or without celebrations, it has been a special day for me.  It has been fun for me to celebrate on a day when much of the world around me was joyful, crazy, and celebrating.

I had a very happy childhood.   After my birth, my parents moved (with me) to Cheyenne, Wyoming for a short time.  It was there that my kid brother, Dean, was born.  He got pneumonia soon after birth and the doctors said that “he will never survive Wyoming winters.”   So, Mom, Dad and I picked Dean up literally at the Hospital in the moving van, and we moved to Arizona.  And that is how my Arizona story began.

We lived mostly in Mesa, Arizona, though we did make a move to Orem, Utah for a year and a half – but then it was back to Mesa.

I lived in the Mesa 10th Ward – which was located just a couple of blocks north of the Mesa, Arizona Temple.  This was a great ward – with many wonderful people.  I loved them all and still have special memories of all whom I knew there.  Of course, my time in pack and troop 155 were some of my greatest times.  (“155, … the BEST ALIVE”)   I absolutely loved everything about Scouting, received my Eagle Scout award, and led the troop though many wonderful adventures – including the National Scout Jamboree of 1973.  The Scout Oath and Law instilled in me the values needed for a successful life.

My mission was wonderful.  I was called to the Alabama-Florida Mission (in the “Suth’n Bible Belt”).  And it was the absolute greatest adventure to be called – as “a young missionary” to serve the last six months of my mission in beautiful and historic Nauvoo, Illinois. And it is so unique that I now find myself again in Nauvoo as a “senior” missionary – doing exactly what I did back in 1975.  Wow!  Who gets such an opportunity to return to their original mission for a second stint of service!  This is truly a miracle.  And I rejoice in it!

I attended Mesa Community College before and after my mission and nearly graduated from there.  I then transferred to Brigham Young University, in Provo, Utah.  I enrolled in the Youth Leadership program – with the goal of becoming a professional with the Boy Scouts of America.  I finished my BYU program in just three very full semesters (and a packed summer of Scouting internships).

One of the greatest blessings of my BYU experience was meeting the lovely Coed, “LuDen” Belcher – arrayed in her gingham dress.  We had the same major and sat by each other in five or so classes each semester.  I loved her zaniness and have enjoyed her joyful spirit ever since.  We had eight dates over a two-year period, and I eventually proposed by mail after not seeing her for many months.   I say that “it took a month to get engaged”, but she did say, “YES!”  Our first kiss (and my first kiss ever) was over the marriage altar in the Salt Lake Temple on September 14, 1978 – just before I turned age 24.  “Betty Jo” has been my champion through all of these years and she loves me in spite of my many warts.  I love and appreciate her.

Lou Dene (now just known as “Lou”) and I set off on an adventure of having and raising a large family.  From the onset, we wanted twelve children – and that became our pursuit over the years. 

We began life in Ogden, Utah, where I worked as a professional with the Boy Scouts of America.  We remained in Ogden for five years before we transferred with the Boy Scouts to Santa Barbara, California, where we lived for two years.  Our next life adventure took us to Santa Paula, California, where we lived for 5 years.  We left there when our Marinda was just 3 days old and moved home (for me) to Arizona.  We spent two years in the metropolis of Coolidge, Arizona. We then moved to Mesa.  We lived three years across the street from my alma mater of Westwood High School.

We then bought the family home at 2317 E. Capri Avenue – in Mesa.  It was there that we raised our then nine children.  (And yes, Lou began from that time forth to say, “9 is Fine”.)  We lived in this home for almost 30 years.  We had wonderful family times and associations with many great people there.

I pursued way too many occupations over my lifetime and with little worldly success in any of those pursuits.  I came to realize that position, title, money, and company prestige really mean nothing.  What matters is who we are inside and how we are able to serve others.

I spent the last ten years of my working life as a school bus driver.  With four of our married children living in Maricopa, Arizona, we chose to move there.  This proved to be one of the greatest blessings of our lives.  We still owed $78,000 on the Capri home and if we pursued the same path, we would have been age 80 and still trying to make a mortgage payment.   We were able to sell the home, pay off the mortgage, and then buy a brand new home in Maricopa for cash.  (We did have to take out a “signature loan” for about $12,000 but paid that off in about 4 years.)  We worked in Maricopa for two more years and then we both retired.

Being retired and having the house paid off gave us opportunity to pursue other life adventures – including a mission together.  And that brings us to the present moment and the 70th milestone which I celebrate today.

Let me say that family is everything to me.  Family has been my life-long pursuit.  We have been tried and tested through all of the years.  We have had to sacrifice in many ways in order to support the growing family.  Jobs have come and gone (mostly gone) over the years.  And with all of the job changes, have come much of sacrifice and trauma.  Faith is really the only thing that has helped us to get through the challenges.  We have put ourselves in the hands of God and have entrusted ourselves to His care.  And as we have done this, we have felt his love, guidance, and direction.  And He has provided for our every need.  We are grateful to Him for his special care.  Each day has become a miracle and we are grateful that the miracles continue to come.

Lou and I were not perfect, but we truly did our best to instill faith and testimony in each of the children.    And we definitely taught each of you to love God, Jesus, the Church, the Prophets, and the good life available through obedience to the Gospel commands and covenants.  It has been a joy to see you now doing the same with your children (and soon to be grandchildren).  We have a great family heritage and tradition.  Let us all work valiantly to maintain all that we have built and loved together.

Now looking back over 46 years of marriage and a lifetime of experiences, we see how the Lord has truly guided our path – in the long-term as well as in the “daily miracles”.  We are very grateful and we rejoice in Him.

When I was just a child, I remember a scripture that had a major impact on our whole family.  I still think of this as our family motto.  This is Proverbs 3:5-6 which reads, “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all thy ways, acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths.”   That served the family well then and continues to do so with each day of our lives.

I mentioned that Lou and I wanted a large family from the beginning.  We did not want to limit our family – but happily invited and welcomed each new member of our family.  We continue to rejoice as new grandchildren and others come to the family.  We have learned that our greatest joy has come through our family associations, connections, activities, and just living life together.

I have mentioned faith … and as an extension to that … we have always paid a full tithe to the Lord – in recognition for all that He has blessed us with.  And with that, we learned early in our marriage the need to also pay a substantial fast offering.  Had we not done these two things, we never could have survived the financial challenges that we faced.  We were truly blessed because of these commitments, and I commend the practices to all of you.

Throughout our lives, we have given our all to the Lord in consecration of our time, talents, and everything which He has blessed us with.  And this has been the greatest blessing and opportunity for us.  We are grateful that we made that decision early in life – to give our all.  That way of life is still the backbone of our personal strength and character.  It has been wonderful to have served through the years.

Faithfulness in the Gospel has also brought the greatest blessings to us and to our family.  We both have ancestors going back six to eight generations in the church – on almost every side.  These ancestors left us a legacy of faith, fortitude, and commitment to their covenants – that has carried down to us.  I have felt of their strength.

Missionary service has been a life-long focus.  I have been involved in some kind of missionary assignment for most of my life.  I love the missionary effort, the focus, and the joy of seeing others come into the Church and fold of Jesus Christ.  I know that you can experience great joy, and happiness, as you too, share the Gospel of Christ with those around you.

I noted above, my love and connection with my ancestors and extended family.  I have always been so proud to be numbered as one of 83 grandchildren of my revered grandparents, Ray Von Hunt and Augusta Wilcox..  I developed a love for genealogy and family history research when I was just 12 years old.  Much of my teen existence was spent in seeking for and documenting the lives of my ancestors.  And forever since then, that has been my greatest ambition and focus.  I feel a very strong connection to the great ancestors who have gone before me/us and who have now passed to the next world.  I look forward to meeting them all in a grand reunion some time.  It has been very self-fulfilling to me as I have researched and documented the lives of these people of commitment, fortitude, and dedication – in the Nauvoo and pioneer experiences – as well as in their daily lives through their mortal experiences.  Ours is a special and sacred heritage through these magnificent people.  It is my hope that all family members might feel that same connection and relationship to them.

I love the mention of the “Spirit of Elijah” as noted in D&C Section 2.  This scripture appears in most of the standard works, but I love the unique wording as found in Section 2.  God’s promise is that “Behold, I will reveal unto you the Priesthood, by the hand of Elijah, the prophet, before the coming of the great and dreadful day of the Lord.  And he shall plant in the hearts of the children the promises made to the fathers, and the hearts of the children shall turn to their fathers.”  We made promises to “our fathers” (and mothers) before we came to the earth.  They need us, and we need them.  As President Nelson has repeatedly said, “When we assist with temple and family history work, we are helping to gather Israel on both sides of the veil.”  That is our charge and opportunity … and it is your opportunity and blessing.

The Lord has given me many talents and I have enjoyed and loved each one.  I have learned that all talents and abilities come to us through the Holy Ghost and having realized this, I have been blessed in my writing and in many other ways.  I encourage each of you to learn to hear and feel the voice of the Spirit in your desires for new talents and opportunities.  I love the “parable of the talents” and have felt the power and personal growth of the man with the ten talents.  I rejoice in that which the Lord has given to me.  And I know that you can have the same joy as you develop and share your own talents.

For over fifty years, I have made the dedicated effort to record a journal entry for each and every day of those many years.  The journals now number about 140 volumes.   I have already witnessed great blessings from the journals as I have researched them for my own projects and as I have shared memories of life milestones with each of you.  I leave these many journals to each of you as my personal legacy and gift to you.  I hope that you will find occasion to someday search and enjoy the journal records.  There is much in the volumes that is mundane and routine, but in the daily entries, there is much that is good, great and magnificent.  Reading these journals beyond the lens of the current day, helps us to see the “big picture”  and how the Lord really has guided our lives – and each day of our lives.

Be aware that the journals may reflect some of my “brash” demeanor or opinions (for which I apologize), but I really did write the journals for each of you – collectively and individually.  The journals tell the lives of each of us over the past 50 years.  We lived it together and you can each relive those special times through the journals.  Each of the journals has been digitized and are available to you in many ways.

And in mentioning my own journalling efforts, I likewise encourage each of you to record your comings and goings of your life.  I did not start recording my journal entries until I was age 18.  I really wish that I had started writing the journals when I was about 12.  I commend the dedication and commitment of journal writing to each of you.  It is well worth the effort and sacrifice.  I know that writing your life will bring you great personal and family happiness, as it has to me.

And a couple of years ago, I pulled together all records, cards, brochures, photos, and every possible detail from my lifetime.  I compiled these into my 20+ volumes of my personal autobiography.  Yes, you heard me right … 20 plus volumes of my life and times – wrapped together under the title of “My Life’s Collective Works”.  Few of you have taken time to peruse these books – in your current rush of life, but I sincerely hope that you will each individually, take time to peruse and read these books.  Again, they are my legacy to each of you.  In them, you will find the real me, (and the Lord’s blessings to me) revealed.  The books detail the good life that I and we have enjoyed together.

There is much more that I could write … and I could go on forever.  But, I hope  that what I have written might help you think of me with some joy in having me as your husband, father, grandfather – and hopefully many generations of “grands” yet to come.  I love each of you and have been so blessed to have had you in my life.

I would like to close this letter to each of you with my own personal testimony.  I know that Jesus Christ is my Savior and Redeemer.  I know that God the Father, sent Him to us as His Son.  I know that God created the world for each of us – as families – that we might have eternal joy and happiness together.  I know that the Gospel of Jesus Christ has been restored to the earth – with all the necessary Priesthood and Keys through His chosen Prophet, Joseph Smith.  I know that God and His Son did in fact visit the Prophet Joseph Smith.  I know that they sent many angels to restore the priesthoods and keys to the earth in this, the Dispensation of the Fulness of Times, I have a strong love of and testimony of The Book of Mormon.  This Book has been the foundation for my continuing joy and happiness through all of my life.  I have loved the Book and its simple truths each time that I have read it.  I know that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints truly is the restored Gospel of Jesus Christ upon the earth today.  I know that we have a living prophet to guide and direct us today.  I share these thoughts with you in the name of Jesus Christ.

Kevin V. Hunt

Written and shared October 31, 2024

Serving in Nauvoo Homes and Shops

Blog #24

By Kevin V. Hunt

Elder Kevin and Sister Lou Dene Hunt are enjoying serving in Nauvoo homes and shops. We are pleased to be serving in Nauvoo as “Site Missionaries” in the Illinois Historic Sites Mission (that includes Nauvoo and Carthage).  This is a great blessing and privilege.

As noted earlier, Sister Hunt’s parents, Elder E.H. and Sister Verna Belcher served in Nauvoo from 1979 to 1981.  They spent their entire mission (18 months plus 2 6-month extensions) in the tiny Lucy Mack Smith home.  They got to know that tour well.  Also, while here, Elder Belcher built the Nauvoo Brickyard and created the now famous souvenir “Nauvoo Brick”  that is still enjoyed by our guests today.

And you also know that I served in Nauvoo in 1975 for the final six months of my mission – also as a site missionary – just as today.  There were then 8 sites that were open to the public and Elder Hunt knew each of these tours and took people through all of them.

Things are different today.  There are over 30  restored homes and shops in Nauvoo, so visitors have a variety (and quantity) of places to see and experience.

Today Sister Hunt and I get rotated amongst the various homes – daily!  We have the opportunity be in all of the 30 sites and have learned the scripts for each one.  It is a great honor to serve in these sacred Pioneer homes and to share the lives and testimonies of faith of the early Saints who lived in Nauvoo from 1839 to 1846.

This presentation has been prepared to share with our family and friends.  You often hear that “we are in this home (whatever one) today” with little comprehension of what that means.  This document introduces the various homes and shops and tours that are available for guests to see and experience (and feel) here in Old Nauvoo. 

We hope that you will enjoy this brief introduction to the many beautiful places here in Nauvoo.  Perhaps it can help you enjoy Nauvoo from “a distance” until you have opportunity to come to Nauvoo to really experience Nauvoo for yourself.  Come, and bring your families – and know and feel the full beauty, glory, and wonder  that awaits you here.

Here is the link for you to connect to the presentation.

It is so great to be serving on the restored trail of Old Nauvoo …

Elder Kevin Hunt

The Nauvoo Whistling Whittling Brigade

THE WHISTLING AND WHITTLING BRIGADE

BLOG #23

A while ago, I mentioned in passing about the Nauvoo Whistling and Whittling Brigade.   In the earlier blog, I said that I would write about the Brigade in a future blog.  And a promise is a promise!

THE WHISTLING WHITTLING BRIGADE IN OLD NAUVOO

Back in pioneer Nauvoo, the Whistling and Whittling Brigade was a thing – a special group  – a brotherhood back then.

Today, we talk of the group in two of our presentations.  One is at the “singing tree” where the Nauvoo Performing Missionaries (NPM’s) perform.  There is a giant tree in Nauvoo.  It is at the corner of Main Street at Kimball Street.    Two or three times a day, the NPM’s sing at this tree, and it is so fun to gather there with whoever might then be on Main Street.

One presentation that we have enjoyed there is “Men Sing the Songs of Zion”.  Another popular production is “The Youth of Zion”.  In this little vignette, several of the young performers – both men and ladies – talk about the Nauvoo youth and some of their activities, their spirit, etc.  I love this presentation.  Like all of the other performances, this one is fantastic.

In this presentation, the performing missionaries introduce the Brigade and talk of how the youth of old Nauvoo protected the city with their whittling antics.

The Teamsters also talk about the Brigade as they tell stories out on their Carriage Ride – where folks ride on wagons pulled by horses – and as they go over the woods and through the river north of the Visitors’ Center.  Their Depot – where the trip begins, is at the north end of the Center parking lot.   The Teamsters tell of one David Moore and give him credit for starting the Brigade.  They tell how his boys “whittled and whistled many a rascal right out of town.”

My ears perk up with any hint of some new piece of history for me to latch onto and to study in depth.  And the Whistling Whittling Brigade was one of those.  I am, of course, a whittler from ancient history – so I was particularly intrigued with this Nauvoo Brigade and their woodcarving. Whitling … now there is something I can relate to.

MY INTEREST IN WHITLING AND CARVING STARTED AS A YOUNG BOY SCOUT

I took up an interest in whittling when I was a Boy Scout – age 12.  I had an official Scout knife – and I still have it.  It is black and kind of “bulky” for a knife.  (Not as sleek as later models.)  I took the Woodcarving merit badge at Camp Geronimo.  I earned the badge by carving a letter opener and a neckerchief of the hand of a Scout in the Scout sign.  I still have the pocket knife and the letter opener.  I cannot find the Scout sign, but I know that I must have it – since I never throw away “anything historical”.  (I have quite a collection!)  The two wood-carved pieces are not at all marvelous, but they do bring back special memories.

MY FIRST CARVED WALKING STICK

My woodcarving skills were put on hold for many years.  I didn’t know that I had any skills – or even interest.  Then I got involved with the Boy Scouts in a more professional way.  And it was then that the dormant interest began to stir once again.

As a new professional for the Boy Scouts of America, I found myself on a 24 or so day training back at the old Schiff Scout Reservation in New Jersey.  (This place was magnificent but has since gone the way of the world – sold to help pay for other Scouting opportunities).  I attended what was then called “NEI” – which is the acronym for “National Executive Institute”.  While at the NEI training, I went to the little bookstore that they had at the place.  And I there purchased my first real Scout whittling knife.  Wanting to carve, but not knowing what to carve, I found a stick and began to carve on it. 

I carved “NEI” on it and took advantage of the natural curves and bumps of the stick to create a twisted funny face.  Also on the stick, I carved “NEI 7803”.  (I was in the 3rd NEI Class of 1978 …). I quickly learned that all one needs in order to whittle was to get a knife and a stick – and to go at it.  I found that was true.  It began to work for me.  Again, it was kind of a humble start, but it was enough to get me hooked on the skill or hobby or whatever it was.

In the rush of leaving for home, I somehow left my newly carved stick at the NEI place in New Jersey.  And then I was in a dilemma.  I called back to folks at the Reservation, and they found the stick and the folks were able to send it home with a BYU friend who was in the 7804 NEI class.  It took a few months before I had a rendezvous with Brad to get the stick back.  I was grateful that he took it on the airplane and somehow got it back to me.

Carving that stick got me hooked on the practice and art of woodcarving.  I resolved then that I would create a new walking stick for each Boy Scout camp that I would work at in the future.  And, so, a new tradition was begun.  I created a stick at and for Camp Loll where I worked later that summer.  And then later, at Camp Bartlett, I created a new stick for that camp.  And so, it began – and became a thing for me.  I got into the mode of finding the right wood stick and with just my  trusty Scout carving knife, I began to have success.  I worked hard to create the new sticks through the years.  And I had a great time doing it.

Creating the sticks was sometimes a challenge when the pressures of time and responsibility sometimes were so much that I didn’t have as much time to carve as I desired. 

Over the passage of time, I created about 15 new walking sticks, and I have them in a barrel collection in my Scouting Trails Museum – now jam-packed floor to ceiling at our Maricopa home.  We moved all extraneous stuff of Sister Hunt and me into our two front bedrooms to make room for our daughter and son-in-law who are residing in our place while we are on our mission.  I filled one room (my museum) with my stuff and Lou filled the front bedroom with her stuff.

WALKING STICK COUNSELING

I found that carving the sticks at camps afforded me a unique experience.  I called it my “walking stick counseling”.  I could go sit literally anywhere in camp – even on some remote log on some hidden trail.  I would start carving and within a few minutes, I would have a couple of Scouts there on the log with me.  They were very intrigued with my carving and asked many questions as I showed them what I was doing.

We had great conversations.  And as I sat with the boys on the log with me, I would ask them about camp.  “How do you like the Nature area?  What is your favorite thing to get at the trading post?  Who is your favorite staff member?  Do you see any problems with our camp?”  And in these discussions, I learned about the goings on all around the camp.  Then as needed, I could use what I had learned in future staff meetings or discussions with individual staff members.

By this method, I seemed to know everything that was going on around the camp.  And this blew the minds of my staff.  They wondered how I knew all of this about them, and their areas, and the camp.  It was great!

THE POCKET KNIFE SAGA

I mentioned that first BSA whittling knife.  I carried that knife in my pocket always for about 20 years.  I had used this knife to carve many of my stick in the collection.  Then, one summer,  we took all of the kids up north to the town of Payson, Arizona and attended July 4th festivities there.  We sat in the grass at a large park to watch the fireworks.  Then sadly, the next morning, I realized with horror that I no longer had my pocketknife.  We returned to the park, and we all scoured the area around where we were sitting – but to no avail.  The pocketknife was nowhere to be found.  (I am sure that someone else found it and enjoyed it.)

Soon thereafter, and knowing of my love for the knife, my three sons pooled their resources, and they bought me a new knife – identical to the original BSA carving knife.  That was about 25 years ago, and I have since carried that knife everywhere as I had its predecessor.  And, like it, I have now carved many more sticks with it.  And I still (even on the mission) carry that knife with me everywhere (except church – where I’ve learned that it slips out of my suit pants pocket).  And I also carry my dad’s “Old Timer” knife with me – keeping a part of him with me as I serve.  (And there’s another “Old Timer” story … which I have already long since blogged about.)

MY OBSESSION WITH BOLO TIES

With my whittling interest, I have had a life-long obsession with a love of hand-carved bolo ties.  Though I have never carved one, these have become my personal trademark.  I have so loved them, that there have been few days over the years when I have not worn the carved ornaments around my neck.  Even family photos through the years each sported a different bolo time (for posterity).

My bolo tie interest also had its beginnings in my youth.  When about age 16, I read in the “Scouting” magazine about the famed woodcarver, Bill Burch.   I read of him creating hundreds of the bolos and then giving them out to Scouts at the National Scout Jamboree.  (And that is also when I first learned about Jamborees and developed an intense desire to take our Troop 155 to the upcoming 1973 Jamboree (and that is a story that I’ve already told).

Anyway, from that youth moment, I wanted to somehow acquire a Bill Burch Bolo Tie (or “neckerchief slide”) but didn’t know how to get one.  This aching burned within me for several years.  Then finally when I was about age 30, a Bill Burch bolo came to me.

Lou and I and three children (expecting #4) were then living in Santa Barbara, California (where I was still a professional with the Boy Scouts).  I was also the Ward Mission Leader.  We literally had absolutely no place to house our missionaries.  (Santa Barbara is a wonderful and most beautiful place – but it is also very strange relative to housing for young adults and families.) 

Lou and were already crowded in our 3-bedroom townhouse with our expanding family but we moved all of the children into one bedroom.  We then created bunk beds and furniture in the other bedroom to accommodate young Elders to be with us.

One of the first missionaries who came to live with us was from Spokane, Washington – where I knew the carver, Bill Burch, lived.  I got excited.  I said to him, “Do you know Bill Burch, the Scout carving guy?”  He said, “Yeah, he was my Scoutmaster.”  I said, “Really …!  Wow!  I have forever wanted to have one of his famous bolo ties.”  He said, “I have about seven of them in my dresser at home.  I will have my mom send one of them to me.”

He did so … and that is how I got my first Burch bolo … numbered #6667 on the back.  And that started an even greater obsession with them.   The bolo had the address of Bill Burch on the back – with the number of the bolo.  And with his address, I was able to communicate directly with him to acquire additional of his bolo ties.

Photo: Kevin Hunt (left with walking sticks and friends – at his 50th Anniversary in Scouting Jubilee Celebration

From that point forward, I have collected bolos from many sources and from more than a dozen different carvers of them.  And now, I have a collection of about 35 of them – with the goal of having one to pass on (posthumously) to each to my nine children (including the ladies) as well as one for each of my 26 grandsons.  It has taken a bit of effort and resources to accumulate such a collection.  (And that brings to memory another blog article …)  Read it at:  https://thescoutingtrail.wordpress.com/2017/10/23/bolo-ties-are-part-of-my-scouting-tradition-part-1/

BLOGS, BOYS, KNIVES, STICKS, AND WHITTLING

Some years ago, a long-time Scouting friend, Darryl Alder, got me hooked on the hobby or whatever it is – of writing blog articles.  I’ve written about a 100 blog articles on Scouting subjects and many of them through the years have been on woodcarving, or whittling,

I introduced one of those blogs saying, “There is something about boys, knives, and carving … Like kids and mud puddles, camp, Scouts, sticks, and knives just kind of go together. One thing that all Scouts seem to have in common is their propensity for stick carving.”  (August 16, 2017)

Sadly, with the passage of time and the changing of the guard in Scouting (and me personally), many of the links to those former great articles have gone the way of the world.  But I did save them and published them all in Volume #20 of my personal autobiography (that I called “My Life’s Collective Works”).  You can access the book at this link:

NOW BACK TO THE NAUVOO WHISTLING WHITTLING BRIGADE

That was kind of a round-about way to introduce the Nauvoo Whistling Whittling Brigade.  I hope that you enjoyed the detour …

So, boys, sticks and carving are not a new phenomenon.  The connection is probably as old as time.  Adam and his sons probably made knives and began carving soon after the Eden experience.  It was likely a part of their survival mode.

When my sons were teens, they were privileged to attend the biennial Varsity Scouting “Mountain Man Rendezvous” held at Camp Geronimo near Payson, Arizona.  In preparation for this grand guy event, the boys worked for months ahead to create capotes (large fur-like capes) mountain man hats, and other gear.  Creating their own knife (from a plain piece of steel to a cool, finished knife) was a part of the program.  And each Scout who made such a knife has, no doubt, treasured it for life since that time.  (*Much to the dismay of their wives who wonder why their men keep such a thing in their homes.)

HISTORICAL BEGINNINGS OF WHITTLING AND WHISTLING IN OLD NAUVOO

Historical records indicate that the old Nauvoo Whistling Whittling Brigade likely did not get its formal start until 1845 – after the death of the Prophet Joseph

.  However, Mosiah Lyman Hancock may have employed the same tactics much earlier – to help protect the Prophet Joseph Smith.  Mosiah was born in 1834 so would have been ten years old when the Prophet was martyred.  He was the son of Levi Ward Hancock (and nephew of my 4th great grandmother, Clarissa Hancock Alger).  In his autobiography, he said,

“I joined the whistling and whittling band.  In those days, there was, now and then, a fop or dude who would go to a man’s shingle pile, and with his hat or cap cocked on one side, would sit and whittle and whistle. There was no law against that, but from what we could learn, some of them were interested in taking the life of the Prophet. We kept a good watch and were directed to keep an eye on the “Black Ducks”. We really tried to do our duty, and we succeeded in bagging some game. I was about to give some instances, but forbear by saying, “In no case did I ever help to engage in whittling any one down to make them cross the great river unless they were known to be lurking around the Prophet’s premises quite late, or to be seeking that which was none of their business. In extreme cases when we knew a man to be a snobber, and who still sought the life of the Prophet, we would use our rail. We generally had four boys to a rail—–the rail would be flat on the bottom and was three cornered; on the top corner it was terribly sharp—–fixed to suit the aggravating circumstances. Four boys generally knew how to manage the rail. We all had our knives and our timbers to whittle and make rails from, and we knew what tunes to whistle. I do not know if the boys from Nauvoo would like for me to betray those old-fashioned secrets; but that was the way we initiated those who seemed to wish with all their hearts to become thoroughly acquainted with the secrets of the Prophet. …”

Source:  (https://doctrineandcovenantscentral.org/history/mosiah-lyman-hancock/)

The above account tells of how Mosiah (who lived just a block East of Joseph’s Mansion House – on the corner of Water and Partridge Streets) helped to protect the Prophet Joseph.   Mosiah continued: “The Brethren pushed the work on the Temple; and the Gospel was preached; and every Saint was busy doing all he could to help the work along. Although I was very young, I was on guard many a night, and gladly did I hail with many of the Saints, the completion of the temple.”

Mosiah adds an interesting side note:  “On about January 10, 1846 [when he was 12] , I was privileged to go in the temple and receive my washings and anointings. I was sealed to a lovely young girl named Mary, who was about my age, but it was with the understanding that we were not to live together as man and wife until we were 16 years of age. The reason that some were sealed so young was because we knew that we would have to go West and wait many a long time for another temple.”

As noted, Mosiah seemed to be protecting the Prophet Joseph (who died in 1844).  The real organization of the Brigade happened after the death of Joseph but Mosiah had the skills so he definitely would have fit right into the newly organized Brigade.

PROTECTION FROM THE MOBS

From the day of the First Vision, Joseph the Prophet of the Restoration, had to run for his life.  He was constantly barraged by evil people who wanted his capture or even his demise.  He had to be constantly on-guard and had to ask many other people for their help and protection in his behalf.

The enemies of Joseph and Hyrum thought that the church would evaporate or die with the martyrdom of Joseph and Hyrum.  The harassment of the church stopped but only for a brief period before it intensified even more.  The evil designs of the adversary opened fire against the Saints.  Foes of the church were also determined to stop the construction of the Temple. 

THE NAUVOO CITY CHARTER

“The Nauvoo City Charter was unique because it established a city council, municipal court, university, and independent militia unit (“The Nauvoo Legion”). The charter was quickly approved by the Illinois general assembly on December 16, 1840, and  passed the final review by the Council of Revision on December 17,  It became effective February 1, 1841.  Before the 1870 Illinois Constitution, municipalities could vote to incorporate themselves or could be incorporated by special acts of the General Assembly.  For a time, this city charter was magnificent.  It served the Saints well and allowed them to create their own “Utopia” by which they governed themselves.

“The charter authorized the creation of a city council, consisting initially of a mayor, four aldermen, and nine council members; and a municipal court with jurisdiction over local cases and the power to issue writs of habeas corpus.   The charter also included provisions for a university and a local militia.  … The Nauvoo Legion, the city’s militia – and a local police force – was organized in 1841 and functioned until its charter was repealed in 1845. The Legion was made up of mostly members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  Some opponents of the Legion believed it was a threat to non-Mormons. 

“ ,,, Nauvoo’s charter was unique among Illinois city charters, the combination of powers in the charter and the energetic use of those powers became a source of contention.” 

https://www.josephsmithpapers.org/topic/nauvoo-charter

INCREASING THREAT OF MOB VIOLENCE

Neighboring communities saw Nauvoo and its charter a political and economic threat and mob violence increased.

After the Martyrdom, mob rule was the order of the day.   Violence increased as mobs and wicked people continued to want to exterminate the “Mormons” (members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) – just as they had done in Missouri and elsewhere prior to the Nauvoo era.

Ultimately, the full charter – with all of its powers – including the right of citizens to defend themselves was revoked in 1845, again by order of the Illinois General Assembly.  In January 1845, the legislature repealed the Nauvoo Charter by a vote of 25-14 in the Senate and 75-31 in the House.[2] Nauvoo was dis-incorporated and its assets were placed into a receivership.  (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nauvoo_City_Council)

EFFECT OF THE REVOCATION OF THE NAUVOO CHARTER

The revocation of the Nauvoo City Charter dissolved the Nauvoo Legion as well as the local police force.  This action came as mob violence and prejudice continued to increase exponentially.  The city was then totally without protection.  The Saints were left to the mercy of those opposed to them.  Dramatic action was needed for the protection of the city and for the completion of the Temple.  Brigham Young and the Apostles soon realized that guards were needed both day and night.

Thurmon Dean Moody wrote a beautiful treatise (maybe one of the greatest writings) on the subject of the Whittling Whistling Brigade.  I recommend his article can be found at chrome-extension://efaidnbmnnnibpcajpcglclefindmkaj/https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1738&context=byusq

Citizens of Nauvoo knew that this was the demise of their beloved Nauvoo.  Appeal attempts were made but to no avail.

Almon Babbit wrote an appeal to the charter revocation:  “Repeal the charter of Nauvoo, prescribe her citizens by your public acts and you will tolerate and encourage the demonstration of mob violence that surrounds the people of Nauvoo.”  He noted that fiends around them were waiting to feast upon the Saints to their destruction.

Wandle Mace said of the evil forces:  “They tried every means they could devise to bring trouble upon Nauvoo.  Frequently a party would land from a steamboat and come into the city, commit their deviltry, and return to the boat and leave again – well knowing we had no law to protect us since the city charter was taken away.”

A PLAN IS DEVISED

Apostle Brigham Young decided that action needed to be taken.    On Sunday, March 16, 1845, Brigham called a meeting for the next evening.  He said, “We want the bishops at the Masonic Hall, and we will organize them according to our notion of things.  We have no police, and the legislature has repealed our charter.  We mean to have the City of Joseph organized so the streets shall be kept clear and the poor cared for.”

Hosea Stout had previously been the Chief of Police under the city charter. 

Photo: Hosea Stout

The committee organized the city into companies of ten with a captain at the head of each company.  The “new police” were to continue to meet mostly as a guard for the Temple.  They were not a city organization, but it was to be an ecclesiastical guard.  The groups were to receive no pay and were to be volunteers.  Not wanting to resort to extra legal extra activities and being aware that their priesthood authority did not apply to any but their own people they felt as if this would be a viable solution.

At the meeting Brigham called, Hosea was present and suggested a plan.    He had met three days before with Stephen Markham, a captain in the former Legion.  Both were anxious to preserve order as much as possible under the circumstances.

The plan was to organize the whole community of saints into quorums of 12 Deacons – each with a Bishop at their head.   David Moore – referred to on the horse “Carriage Ride” said, “The purpose of the organization was two-fold: 1) to take care of the poor 2) to guard the city at night to keep everything straight.”  He further recorded:  I was appointed one of the bishops also (at age 26).  I had a very large district assigned to me.  I was allowed 13 men, and we had to keep watch over the north part of the city one night each week including the steamboat landing.  Our weapons were a large hickory cane and a toothpick – a huge knife.  The object of the knife was to whittle rascals out of town.”

Brigham soon proclaimed this as a new “official Mormon practice” at the meeting on the 17th of March.

IMPLEMENTING THE PLAN

In his autobiography, George W. Bean recorded, “This was my first real public service at the age of fourteen and a half years [and] being large of stature and well equipped, I did my full share of duty for five days and nights after this.  I performed guard duty at nights all winter about the streets of Nauvoo.”

On each corner was a man from twelve to twenty years of age who watched all movements from sunset to dawn and reported any suspicious activity to the bishop who promptly consulted the leaders and the Nauvoo Legion Officials.”

THE AGE OF THE BRIGADE DEACONS

Some reports of the Whistling Whitling Brigade indicate that the “Deacons” were all very young – like teen-age boys.  Such may not have always been the case.  In those days, there was no age parameter for being a Deacon.  A Deacon could be a young boy, or he could be an adult.  Ages for Aaronic Priesthood quorum membership did not happen until 1908 (just in time for the 1910 organization of the Boy Scouts of America).  At that time, young men of age 12 could be ordained as Deacons.

So, the Brigade Deacons could have been ages 12 to 25 or older in old Nauvoo.

THE JOB OF THE WHISTLING WHITTLING BRIGADE

Paul D. Bailey gave a detailed account saying that the community “met the increasing flood of gentile undesirables by organizing the boy population into a whistling and whittling brigade suspicious strangers immediately would be surrounded by groups of boys armed with long bladed jack knives and sticks whichever way the suspect moved the boys followed whistling and whittling as they went.  Not a question would they ask not a question would they answer.  They were too small to strike individually too many to battle collectively when they descended on a hapless stranger they hugged his presence like vermin until in exasperation he was glad to take hasty leave from the abode of the saints.”

Wandle Mace said, “Our families were exposed to the rascals who on finding them unprotected by husbands and fathers would insult and abuse them in consequence of such things.  The old police formed themselves into whittling companies and guarded the city  from the rascals.  When a stranger came into the city they would learn if they were upon legitimate business and if so, they did not interfere with them but if they had no legitimate business, they were then under the surveillance of the Whittlers who would follow wherever they went whittling and whistling. They did not molest them in any way not even talking to them but simply followed them whittling and whistling as they went.”

William B Pace painted a vivid picture as he wrote in his journal of the activities of the Brigade.  He said, that  “every boy generally could whistle and most of them had knives from ten to fourteen inches long in scabbards ”a la bouy” and when any of these fellows became boisterous or showed any signs of meddling the boy who discovered would draw his knife and commence whittling and soon a crowd of his pals gathered.  Then they would surround the obnoxious element – be he large or small –  many or few – and whistled and whittled in his direction and they’d stick by him until he was out of town.  This was rather an amusing process.  Not a word was said but an unearthly whistle – and generally everyone had his own favorite tune – and an incessant whittling with those large knives was enough to strike terror to the hearts of the victims and he got out of town as quick as his legs could carry him.”

BROTHER BRIGHAM AND THE BRIGADE

Brigham Young was often confronted about the Brigade by men who got whistled and whittled.  He denied that he had anything to do with the antics of the Brigade.  But, on 14 April 1845,  during the height of the brigade encounter, Brigham Young mentioned that “Nauvoo’s Whistling and Whittling Brigade and the deacons have become very efficient looking after the welfare of the saints. Every part of the city is watched with the strictest care and whatever time of night the streets are traveled at the corner of every block a deacon is found attending his duty.”

Dirty men who felt the brunt of the Brigade sometimes complained to Brother Brigham and accused him of orchestrating the plan and the antics of the Brigade.  One such person who talked to Brigham was given an interesting retort back.  President Young is reported to have quietly replied in the words of Martin Van Buren when president of the United States to Joseph Smith:  “Gentlemen your cause is just but I can do nothing for you.  The legislature has taken away our city charter we have no laws nor power to protect you.”

Obviously, Brigham Young did support the Bishop and Deacon method of watching and guarding Nauvoo, but it was not as apparent that he was supportive of what appears to be its offshoot the Whistling and Whittling brigade.

Many reflected the opinions expressed by many involved with the organization noting that the Brigade lasted but a few weeks.  But, even so, Scoundrels soon learned  that to go into Nauvoo, men must mind their own business and not meddle with the people, or they would get whistled out.  So, if the whistlers kept out even a few of the bad guys – the scoundrels – they were successful.

While the Whistling Whittling Brigade was successful in the short run, the Bishops and Deacons ultimately could not fully control the mobocrats who came after the Saints.  They were still expelled from Nauvoo – beginning in February of 1846.

SO, WHAT DID THE WHISTLING WHITTLING BRIGADE WHITTLE?

This blog article was based on the assumption that the Whistling Whittling Brigade actually did real “woodcarving” – and that the Bishops and Deacons created a desired object, shape or design with their  sharp-edged cutting tools.  (That is a Google definition.)   I guess I assumed that the work of the Whistling Whittling Brigade was whittling or actually wood carving.  And this is what drew me to the Nauvoo Whistling Whittling Brigade.

Now, however, as I have learned more about them, I have realized that their real purpose was to protect the city and to encourage scoundrels to get out of town fast.  I realized that they really weren’t doing real woodcarving, but they sure put on a good act.  They cut on sticks as if whittling – but probably were just taking big swipes (maybe taking the bark off of their sticks).  I had no idea that they did their whittling with large “Bowie Knives”.  Whittling really is not possible with a very large-bladed knife.  Whittling – with a specific goal or design in mind – is best done with small blades that can be manipulated to create intricate designs.

WHAT DID THE WHISTLING WHITTLING BRIGADE ACCOMPLISH?

I learned that the Brigade really was successful – in that they accomplished their goals – but it was a different goal than I had supposed.  Their mission was that of helping scoundrels out of town.  They were a real source of strength to the Saints.  Their presence helped Saints feel at least some peace and protection – even in the trauma of the time.  Their work had nothing to do with whittling and carving.  Theirs was a higher calling – to protect their community, the Temple and fellow saints.  And they accomplished that mission.

The Brigade members served their Nauvoo Covenant Community.  Each man or boy did his best and did his part to contribute to the community as a whole.  Brigade participants experienced a great brotherhood as they worked and served together.  They became friends, and brothers as they served together for the cause of Zion.

Brigade members worked under the direction of their ecclesiastical or church leaders.  They were a beautiful witness of how the Priesthood can operate when all work together.  Bishops were responsible for and guided their Deacons – men and boys – in the protection of their fellow Saints.  Bishops and Deacons worked together to accomplish their mission – setting an example of how Bishops and Aaronic Priesthood men and boys can work together in our day.

The Brigade was successful in keeping the peace in the short run but, the Brigade could not handle the violent mobs that were to come, and the Saints  were later forced to evacuate Nauvoo the following spring.  The Spirit and camaraderie of the Brigade members, however, would live on within their minds and hearts as they went forward – united in faith – to their next adventures and future priesthood responsibilities.

I am surely not a whistler, but I do love to whittle along the trail whenever I can.

Kevin V. Hunt

The Book of the Law of the Lord

By Kevin V. Hunt

Blog #22

“The Book of the Law of the Lord”.  Wow!  What an intriguing title!  It gets one thinking, doesn’t it?

One of my favorite tours as a site missionary here in Nauvoo is that of Joseph Smith’s Red Brick Store.  We tell our guests at the beginning of our tours there, “This is a special and sacred place because of the many great and sacred things that occurred here in Old Nauvoo.”

After giving a brief review of the history of the building, and how excited Joseph Smith was as he opened the store in January of 1842, we tell folks that “the Prophet Joseph was not much of a storekeeper.  He was too kind.  He gave everything away on “credit” to those in need.”  We then say that “he turned the store operation over to his clerks, Willard Richard and Newel K. Whitney – and that improved the “bottom line” considerably.”  We then say that “Joseph had a much holier calling and more important things to do than to be a store clerk.”

We also say, “And the Red Brick Store also had a much holier function than just being a store.”  I like to point out the little square window at the back wall.  And as I do, I say that “the clerks did normal store stuff – sales, receipts, etc., at that window, but they also did more important and sacred functions there.”

That holier store function was where Apostle Willard Richards accepted sacred donations for the Temple and the Nauvoo House construction – as well as tithing funds of the Church.

At Joseph Smith’s “Homestead” (where he and Emma and family lived from May 1839 to August 1843),

Joseph received the revelation of Section 124 of the Doctrine and Covenants.  Verse 23 introduces the “Nauvoo House” and says that it is to be a “boarding house, [where] strangers may come from afar to lodge therein; … that the weary traveler may find health and safety while he shall contemplate the word of the Lord … and the glory of Zion, and the glory of this, the cornerstone thereof.”   (D&C 124:24, 60).  I love that!  And the revelation continues:  “Let no man pay stock to the quorum of the Nauvoo House unless he shall be a believer in the Book of Mormon, and the revelations I have given unto you, saith the Lord Your God.”  (D&C 124: 119)

The same Section 124, also introduces the need to build [a new] Temple, “that [I, the Lord] may come to and restore again that which was lost unto you, or which he hath taken away, even the fulness of the Priesthood … and I command you, all ye my saints, to build a house unto me; …  And verity I say unto you, let this house be built unto my name, that I may reveal mine ordinances therein unto my people. … And if ye labor with all your might, I will consecrate that spot that it shall be made holy. … And again, verily I say unto you, I command you again to build a house to my name … that ye may prove yourselves unto me that ye are faithful in all things whatsoever I command you, that I may bless you, and crown you with honor, immortality, and eternal life.”  (D&C 124:40, 44, 55)

The Lord further stated that stock in the two buildings was to be sold, and Church members were invited to become “stockholders”. 

On July 6, 1838, The Lord gave the revelation of Section 118.  Joseph had prayed, “O Lord!  Show unto thy servants how much thou requires of the properties of thy people for a tithing”.  The introduction to this section says, “The law of tithing, as understood today, had not been given to the Church previous to this revelation.  The term tithing in the prayer just quoted and in previous revelations (64:23, 85:3, 97:11) had meant not just one-tenth, but all free-will offerings, or contributions to the Church funds.”

In the revelation, it states, “Verily, thus saith the Lord, I require all their surplus property to be put into the hands of the bishop of my church in Zion.  For the building of mine house, and for the laying of the foundation of Zion and for the priesthood …  And this shall be the beginning of the tithing of my people.  And after that, those who have thus been tithed shall pay one-tenth of all their interest annually, and this shall be a standing law unto them forever, for my holy priesthood, saith the Lord … [and] all those who gather unto the land of Zion shall be tithed of their surplus properties and shall observe this law, or they shall not be found worthy to abide among you.”  (D&C 119: 1-5)

The Law of Tithing had been taught anciently by the Prophet, Malachi.  His prophesies are recorded in the final book of the Old Testament.  In Malachi 3:8-10, The Lord himself asked, “Will a man rob God?  Yet ye have robbed me.  But ye say, Wherein have we robbed thee? In tithes and offerings.  Ye are cursed with a curse: for ye have robbed me, even this whole nation.  Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that they may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it.”

These teachings of Malachi were given some 400 years before the coming of Christ.   The New Testament has several references to the payment and receipt of tithes. 

The Nephites left Jerusalem about 600 BC.  This was about 200 years before the time of Malachi.  They took with them “the brass plates” that had been kept by Laban and his progenitors.  The Plates contained prophesies roughly up through the Old Testament Prophet Jeremiah.   Obviously, they would not have had the teachings of Malachi.

It is significant that “when the risen Lord appeared to the faithful on this continent, he taught them the commandments the prophet Malachi had already given to other children of Israel.   (Elder Dallin H. Oaks.)  The Lord commanded that they should record and teach  [the words of Malachi – as quoted above.  It is also very interesting that after the Savior quoted these words, he told the people that God the Father had commanded him (Jesus) to give these words unto the people assembled.  Wow!  Talk about important!  Consider the source!

And again, quoting Elder Oaks, “Here we see that the law of tithing is not a remote Old Testament practice, but a commandment directly from the Savior to the people of our day.  The Lord reaffirmed that law in modern revelation, commanding his people to pay “one-tenth of all their interest …” (Again quoting D&C 119:4)

Elder Oaks quoted President Heber J. Grant who said, “I appeal to the Latter-day Saints to be honest with the Lord and I promise them that peace, prosperity and financial success will attend those who are honest with our Heavenly Father.  When we set our hearts upon the things of this world and fail to be strictly honest with the Lord we do not grow in the light and power and strength of the gospel as we otherwise would do.” 

Elder Oaks further said, “Tithing is a commandment with a promise.  The words of Malachi, reaffirmed by the Savior, promise those who bring their tithes into the storehouse that the Lord will open “the windows of heaven, and pour [them] out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it. … The payment of tithing also brings the individual tithe payer unique spiritual blessings. … We pay tithing as the Savior taught, by bringing the tithes “into the storehouse”.  Elder Oaks continued, “In earlier times, tithing was paid in kind – a tenth of the herdsman’s increase, a tenth of the farmer’s produce.  I am sorry that our modern cash economy deprives parents of the wonderful teaching opportunities presented by the payment of tithing in kind.”    (Elder Dallin H. Oaks, April 1994 General Conference)

I can definitely testify of the blessings of paying tithing and fast offerings  in my life – and that of our family.  We have never professed to have any money in our family as Lou and I raised our 9 children but … we faithfully paid a full tithing (on the gross) of every paycheck that we ever received.  And we paid a substantial fast offering with each pay check, as well.

We were unemployed on several occasions, and we were often stressed financially but we were truly blessed.  We lived on faith and in that faith, the Lord definitely came through for us – as promised by Malachi – and Jesus, and we experienced the opening of the “windows of heaven” in our behalf.  And I note that generally, the windows were fully opened so that we got the full “draft”.   These blessings were poured out upon us because of our faith and the tithing and fast offerings that we paid.  The Lord always provided for us, and we never lacked.  I believe that.  I know that!

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The saints in the days of Nauvoo welcomed the teaching of Joseph Smith, their prophet, as he continued to teach and encourage all (no matter how poor) to continue to pay their tithes and offering for the construction of the Temple and as tithing, generally.

And that brings us back to Joseph’s Red Brick Store, and the clerks of the Church.  As Willard and Newell received the sacred funds, and contributions of all kinds, they recorded these in what they called “The Book of the Law of the Lord”.

I have been intrigued by this book and its title since I first learned of it (and have taught about it in Joseph’s Red Brick Store).   It has been fun to teach the truths of this Book and the real “Law of the Lord”.

After I teach as described above, I say, “In today’s world, we sneak our tithing and other donations in on-line – using computers.  And generally, we never even see a Ward or other Clerk.”  But then, I assure my guests that “somewhere back behind all of that technology, we are probably still being recorded in “The Book of the Law of the Lord”.

I don’t say this, but I always think of D&C 128:8 (also revealed in Nauvoo) which says, “.. Whatsoever you record on earth shall be recorded in heaven, and whatsoever you do not record on earth shall not be recorded in heaven, for out of the books shall your dead by judged, according to their own works. …”

Willard and Newel were acting in accordance with D&C 85:1 that says, “It is the duty of the Lord’s clerk, whom he has appointed, to keep a history and a general church record of all things that transpire in Zion, and of all those who consecrate properties …”   

After telling guests about the technology relative to donations, and the possibility of being recorded in “The Book of the Law of the Lord”, I then say to them – and I point to the children or teenagers, “That is a very important book.  You really do want to be recorded in “The Book of the Law of the Lord”.   (And their parents always smile …!)

Recently I decided to do a deeper dive into the subject of the “Book”.  I Googled it and found the actual recordings of donations of the Saints, as recorded in the Joseph Smith Papers (Josephsmithpapers.org).    I spent an evening – two or three hours – reading entries in the Book.  This proved to be an exciting and wonderful read.  It was a real eye-opener! (And a tear-jerker, too!)

A Sister Ann Lewis used my same tactic – but she researched the original Book in Salt Lake City at the Church Historian’s Office.  She was kind of overcome – as was I – as she read of the sacrifice of the Nauvoo Saints.  She kept records of her findings and summarized them by kind in a blog article.  Hers is a very fascinating record, and I highly recommend it for your information and sobering pondering.  You can reach her record at

The Ann Lewis presentation is definitely a great read – as is the original source as noted above in the josephsmithpapers.org.  Check them out.

I have included a couple of her pages – just for your edification.

I have also included here, just a couple of pages that I extracted from the real “Book of the Law” record.  I was particularly interested in entries that mentioned my own ancestors.

Photo: Sample page from Book of the Law of the Lord

Photo: Nathan Cheney – 3rd Great Grandfather in The Book of the Law of the Lord

Photo: Horace Rawson – 3rd Great Grandfather in Book of the Law of the Lord

From my reading in the real “Book of the Law of the Lord”, I was “caught up in the Spirit” of it all and decided to pen a few lines about what I found – and my feelings for it:

THE BOOK OF THE LAW OF THE LORD

The “Book of the Law of the Lord”,

               A book wherein all Saints should be.

The Book showed faith, their love of God,

               Of Nauvoo Saints on bended knee.

A tithing book – for Temple too,

               Giving all by consecration.

The Saints gave hearts, all they could do,

               Sacrifice, their strong foundation.

Poor and driven, homes forsaken,

               For God’s Kingdom, the Saints did live,

For though mobbed their faith unshaken,

               Humbly, grateful, they came to give.

And lacking cash, “in kind” they gave,

               Of what they grew, or what they raised.

They gave what little they did have,

               And doing so, their God they praised.

Temple labor, one day in ten,

               They worked together, they did build.

With brothers from their wards as when,

               In turn, their duty to fulfill.

Some sacrificed, gave half their land,

               Some even gave their iron plow.

Each person gave with open hand,

               Willing to help that all might grow.

Women gave the quilts that they had made,

               Or shirts to clothe the working men.

In faith and trust they often prayed,

               For God’s protection of their men.

Men gave the products of their trade,

               Loaned their horses and their wagon.

They gave to God the best they’d made,

               The proved their salt, they were true men.

Some gave the savings of their life,

               So willingly their all did share.

Together, husband and his wife,

               No thought for any worldly care.

Some gave horses, saddles, harness,

               A bag of flour, a bushel of corn.

A treasured watch, chest or mattress,

               Hogs or chickens from the barn.

Some water pails, a skillet, lid,

               A rolling pin, a looking glass,

Some wooden bowls, a feather bed,

               Some beets, pumpkins, a big fat goose.

In their giving, Saints felt great joy,

               Rejoiced that they could help and share,

Great blessings, they did all enjoy,

               With trust, God gave His loving care.

God’s Prophet, Joseph, did impress,

               His Saints to bring to Red Brick Store.

Their offerings, humble, but their best,

               And we like them, can give as yore.

All consecrated to their God,

               Gave to the clerks from faith within.

“The Book of the Law of the Lord”,

               It’s a Book we want to be in.

               Kevin V. Hunt – September 24, 2024

Yes, “The Book of the Law of the Lord” is really a special and sacred book.  And like the Saints in Nauvoo, it’s a book we want to be in!

Hoping to be found recorded on the trail of the “Book of the Law of the Lord” … Hope to see you there, too!

Kevin V. Hunt

My full circle of Missionary Service in Old Nauvoo

BLOG #21

Blog # 21

By Kevin V. Hunt

Yes, it’s “full circle” for me relative to missionary service here in Old Nauvoo,  As you might have surmised, I am here in Nauvoo in 2024 serving as a site missionary.  It is “full circle” for me – since I was also here in 1975 – doing exactly the same thing as I am now doing in the present here and now moment of 2024.  Forty-nine years later?  How is that possible?

Serving here in 2024 I am serving with my own companion – my wife, Lou.  This is one of the greatest moments of my life.  It is great to be serving here with her.    I am so grateful for the opportunity to return to serve in these times in this sacred and holy place of Nauvoo.  In being here, I recognize the hand of the Lord in my life and in my being here – again!  And as I put it all together, I stand in total amazement.  It is really very fantastic to see how the Lord has and continues to pull everything together for me to serve and to accomplish his purposes – on behalf of myself and others who come here to this holy ground.  I marvel at how the Lord pulls together time and space, people and circumstances – to make them all come together in continuing miracles.  It’s a big WOW!

Sister Walters is half of a senior missionary couple here in Nauvoo.  (Her husband is a teamster!)  She is charged with the task to create an annual mission history for our Illinois Historic Sites Mission.  This is reminiscent (for me) as I recall having that assignment to create such a history – as I did this for eight years for the Mesa South Stake “of Ziion” in Arizona.  I remember well, the Church’s charge to create such historical documents (and I remember the Lord’s charge of such to Nephi (3 Nephi 23:6-13) and again through the Prophet, Joseph Smith in our day (D&C 85:1-2).  The charge remains the same!  So, I appreciate Sister Walter’s efforts.

Sister Walters somehow discovered that I had been here before – and that I have come “full circle” by being here once again to serve in Nauvoo.    She suggested that I write my feelings about that coming “full circle” phenomenon.  I readily agreed to her invitation.

My mind was filled with the “dash” – the many years and Nauvoo memories and even miracles that have come together for me here in this special and sacred place.  To my mind came many images (and a fistful of 3×5” notecards) of people and experiences to write about – really filling the details of that “full circle”.  I soon saw in the invitation a full blog.  And with so much coming to me, I decided that I should reread her invitation – to see what she really wanted.  I knew that I could feed her more than she wanted (you know me!).

I went back and reread her original message to me.  She wrote:  “Hi there!  Elder Hunt … I had talked to you earlier about doing a page in the history called ‘full circle’.  I would like to feature you on that page.  Would you please send me a short paragraph on how you feel as a returning missionary to Nauvoo?”  (She said she already had sleuthed some photos of me – one as a young missionary and one with my beautiful wife).  She continued, “It seems like such a special and unique thing to be able to minister in the same place at different stages of life.  How cool is that???  Would you be able to do this within a week or so?”  (I had previously missed the “short” part of the directive – so I had to rethink my approach.

She said it so well …  beautiful.   I could have just let her say it for me.  After re-reading the invitation, I realized that my volume of thoughts probably extended way beyond her hopes and expectations.  But she already had me going.  I quickly created a “short” (for me) rendering of the facts and sent it off to her.  I was off and running, however, so I decided to just keep going – for my own sake – and that of posterity (and possibly other interested parties).

I have spoken and written about some aspects of my “full circle” in previous blogs and I apologize if I repeat myself or if I will bore you with more than you want.  But, it is a great story and so I guess I will just continue with my expanded vision of that “circle”.   It will actually be great to have all of the material together in one space and blog.  So, here goes …!

First, about my initial (1975) call to serve in Nauvoo (and I note that I have a daily journal entry for every day of my mission – and every day hence) so I can go back to document the facts and memories:

MY ORIGINAL CALL TO NAUVOO IN 1975

When I first arrived in the Alabama-Florida Mission (later renamed to the Florida-Tallahassee Mission), I heard of some missionaries who had a few months before, been sent to serve in old Nauvoo.  Their story was fascinating to me.  And the Spirit told me specifically that I would later have such an assignment.  I knew in my heart that I would somehow end up there.  I didn’t know how it would happen, but I knew that it would.

On April 25, 1975, I recorded in my journal: “It has been an interesting day.  All of us in the office received word on forthcoming transfers  My transfer was a real mind blower.  I will leave May 10th – along with Elders Moffat, Howard, and Rich, to go to the Nauvoo, Illinois Mission.  I will spend the rest of my mission there.  This means that I will have been here in Florida [Alabama and Georgia] for exactly 18 months.  I am really excited about this.  I have felt sure (by the Spirit)- that I would get there sometime.  I heard parts of the phone call to President Spencer H. Osborn on Wednesday.  He received a call from President [J. LeRoy] Kimball of the Nauvoo mission.  Two seconds later, after he hung up, he called his Assistants into his office.  I’ve known since then that something was up.  We already had a transfer in progress for the week.”

Elder Kevin Hunt as Mission Recorder –

Florida Tallahassee Mission 1975

I knew after the call that I was on my way to Nauvoo – but I didn’t say anything to anyone about it.  I just sat back and watched it go “through the process”.  The mission leaders later told me that when they went into the transfer session, they knew immediately that I was to go to Nauvoo – but they fought it.  They had plans for me to become the new secretary to the mission president – and that I was to then “train” the new mission president who would arrive in June.  They thought that they had this all orchestrated and were beginning to implement the plan to make that happen.  They finally “gave in” to the Spirit and went forward with the Lord’s plan to ship me out.  And I was soon on my way.”

Florida Missionaries on way to Nauvoo –

Elders Howard, Rich, Moffat, and Hunt

MY 2024 RETURN TO NAUVOO

It was Tuesday, February 6, 2024.   We knew that our mission call would likely arrive today.  Our family gathering was set to start at 6:00 PM.  (And Elders’ Quorum President, Doug Ford, had already cancelled our presidency meeting for the night).  We let all family members make a guess as to where we were going.  The guesses varied around the world.  Katelyn made the guess of “Nauvoo”.  After the guesses, we opened the large envelope that had been sitting on our counter all day (without us peeking into it).  I tried to get Lou to be the voice – but she deferred to me.  I read the full letter that was signed by President Russell M. Nelson, our prophet. 

Here is a part of the my mission call letter:

Receiving this new mission call brought back memories of the mission call of my youth – issued in 1973 (50 years ago) to me by then President Harold B. Lee.  And I note that we have had six prophets since that time: Spencer W. Kimball, Ezra Taft Benson, Howard W. Hunter, Gordon B. Hinckley, Thomas S. Monson, and Russell M. Nelson.  Interesting.

We were all jazzed with the call   all so exciting!  It was so great to be returning “home” to Nauvoo.

TRAINING FOR THE MISSION

There was no MTC in 1975.  All missionaries reported to the Salt Lake “Mission Home” – which was housed in a remodeled grade school located across the street from the church headquarters building.  We were there for just five days.  We ate all  our meals in the church headquarter cafeteria. I then flew from Salt Lake City to Tallahassee.

Salt Lake City LDS “Mission Home” 1973

In 2024, I attended the MTC (Mission Training Center) in Provo, Utah with my wife.  We had had a long drive from Arizona up to Salt Lake City – and then back down to Provo.  We were there for ten days of training.  The training format was quite different.  This was such a grand experience.  (And I have written a blog just on the subject of the MTC.)

The Modern Missionary Training Center in Provo, Utah – 2024

WHERE WILL WE SERVE IN NAUVOO?

Many of the Nauvoo missionaries that we were with us in the MTC had already received assignments as to where they would serve upon their arrival.  Many also had advance notice from an assigned “trainer”.  We had neither.  We kept wondering where we might be assigned.  The thought gave us something to think about at the MTC and on our long trek east to Nauvoo.

Then as we were on the road on that long Thursday (and were somewhere out in the flats of Nebraska.)   I checked my phone at a rest stop (and I must say that Nebraska has absolutely fabulous rest stops).  And there it was … the mysterious and illusive e-mail that we had been anticipating.  I snuck a peek at it.  And I chuckled.  Funny!  And when we got back on the road, I mentioned to Lou that we had received THE BIG MESSAGE about where we would be serving.  Like me, she was full of anticipation.

I said, “Guess where we are going?”  I let her think about it for a few seconds before I made the big reveal.  “Lucy Mack Smith home”, I told her.  Sister Hunt almost went into shock.  It took her a few seconds to comprehend and to process that.  Her folks had served in Nauvoo (circa 1979 to 1981), and they spent their entire mission in the Lucy Mack Smith Home.  (More on that later.)  They were called initially for a year and a half, and they extended an additional year – and they served in this home literally the entire time.

Elder E.H. and Sister Verna Belcher serving at the Lucy Mack Smith Home

My wife was completely speechless.  When she came to, she said, “Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting that!”  (We later learned that today’s senior missionaries get moved around to different homes – DAILY– so they do not remain in a single home forever like the folks.)  But Lucy Mack Smith … how cool is that to follow in the footsteps of the in-laws.  It was pretty exciting.  (Current scheduling leaders had no idea of our past connection to the place when they made the assignment!)

My wife finally got her mind settled over the assignment and sent a message out to our posterity.  Everyone was elated!  Coincidental?  Hardly!  The folks (now angels) likely had a bit to do with the assignment.    We knew that they would be very pleased to have us follow in their footsteps.

Elder E. H. and Verna Belcher – Nauvoo Missionaries 1979-1981

ARRIVAL METHODS IN GETTING TO NAUVOO        

The travel distance from Tallahassee, Florida (where I was serving in the mission office) to Nauvoo was right at 1,000 miles.  I flew from Tallahassee to Atlanta, Georgia.  The four of us then flew from Atlanta to Chicago.  Then we boarded an old and quite small “prop” plane which took us from Chicago to Burlington, Iowa.  On that last flight leg, I was afraid that we would drop and hit deer on the way. 

In 2024, Sister Hunt and I packed a van with a large collection of our stuff.  The mini van was literally full.   We drove from our Maricopa, Arizona home up to the MTC in Provo, Utah.  We then drove overland going east – for another 1,200 miles.  Altogether, we drove about 2,300 miles to get to Nauvoo.

OUR FIRST DAY ON THE JOB IN NAUVOO

As noted above, we thought that we were on our way to the Lucy Mack Smith home and were excited about being there.  Then just a couple of days before our projected first day, we received a message from the mission scheduler.  We had been moved to the Browning Home and Gun Shop for our first day.  We had not yet been on the tour thee and had not had a mentor to teach it to us.

That morning, Elder and Sister Turner were there with us.  They took the first tour and then it got busy.  As they were engaged with their group, another group came in the front door.  The Turners were too far into their tour to bring the new folks into it.  Sister Turner showed a look of panic.  I said, “No worries, I can take this group!”  She looked at me as if I were crazy.  She gave me a look of “how is that possible?”   I went to our group, introduced ourselves, and it was then that the Holy Ghost took over … and “brought all things to my remembrance”.  It was a neat experience as I literally remembered the script that I had given at the same house 49 years before.  I was in awe – and expressed gratitude.

SERVING AT THE HEBER C. KIMBALL HOME

Heber C. Kimball Nauvoo Home as Restored by Dr. J. LeRoy Kimball

Within a short time, we were assigned to serve at the Heber C. Kimball Home.  This was exciting for me – since I had fond memories of the place from former times.  As I stood to give the tour, my mind was taken back to the first day I served there back then. 

Nauvoo Restoration visionary – Dr. J. LeRoy Kimball

On my first day of arrival Dr. J. LeRoy Kimball, the Nauvoo Restoration visionary, showed us new missionaries around the whole city – and specifically to his favorite home.  In my mind (in the current 2024 moment), I could see him there – even then kind of an old guy – with his funny hat and his cane.  He told us of his great-grandfather, Heber.  He shared things that are not in our current missionary site guides – and which only he would know.

In the Heber C. Kimball home, we talk about Dr. Kimball – who started all of the restoration in Nauvoo.  He is truly a legend for his great work.  He restored the Kimball home and then began to purchase other homes – Wilford Woodruff, Brigham Young, and Lucy Mack Smith.  That is part of the story told in the Kimball home.  I had served in 1975 in each of those homes.  It was very interesting for me as I told of Dr. Kimball and then told folks that he was actually my youth mission president in Nauvoo.  Wow!  “How cool that you were here and served with him – and that you are back now!”  Yes, it was very cool, indeed!  Wow!

DR. KIMBALL SHARED SLIDES OF HIS WORK OF RESTORATION

Also, on my first day in Nauvoo (ancient history), Dr. Kimball gathered the newly arriving Elders.  He showed us a rather lengthy collection of his slides about the Restoration of Nauvoo.  I remember these as being super fascinating and wonderful.

After being here in Nauvoo in modern history, I was working on a project.  How I wished that I had those slides of Dr. Kimball.  I knew that they had to exist somewhere – even though Dr. Kimball died in 1992 – at age 91.  I got on-line and began a search for them.  I located them at the Church History Department.  It said that the slides were available for research but only in person at the Church History Library in Salt Lake City.  (That was great – but not very convenient since I was in Nauvoo – and would be for another while.)

I completed the document request form (found with the collection notice for the slides).  The form had me tell who I was and why I wanted the slides.  I noted that I was a missionary in 1975 under Dr. Kimball and back again now in 2024 as a Senior Missionary. I said that I wanted to do a comparative photo presentation showing the results of Restoration over those 49 years.

I received a note back from a historian.  They sent me a short list of some sub collections and asked if there was one that I was particularly interested in.  I picked one – not sure what it contained.

Then a month or so later, I received another message from the historian.  The person informed me that “after long discussion … the department has decided to digitize the full collection” (and said that I would later be able to access it all.  Wow!

“A NAUVOO WALK DOWN HISTORY LANE …”

While here in Nauvoo as a young buck, Elder Shaltes and I went around everywhere and took photos of most of the old houses – any that we could identify.  Many of the homes had “Nauvoo Restoration” signs identifying the pioneer resident.   Some of the homes had current residents and could not be identified.

Anyway, the photos that I took were slides.  And for years, these slides seemed doomed to an ignominious death (being buried where old slides get buried).  Then a couple of years ago, our Grandson, Brodey, helped me digitize all of my old mission slides – including Nauvoo.  All of the slides were converted to images that could be saved, moved around, used in publications, etc.  This was truly amazing that we had done this and that the images were ready and waiting for a future project.  And it is interesting that the digital images are actually better than the originals.  Wow!   But, even still, the slides then “slept” on my computer – not being used.

Then, as I got called to Nauvoo again. I resurrected these slides.  I also went around and again took photos of all of the homes that I could find.  Some of the homes had disappeared over time.  Many more homes were restored.  Many structures that had been gone, were reconstructed.  It was very interesting to see the effects of Restoration around Nauvoo over those 49 years.  I prepared a PowerPoint presentation – and then a book from the PowerPoint presentation.  This has been published on lulu.com at https://www.lulu.com/shop/kevin-v-hunt/a-nauvoo-walk-down-history-lane-nauvoo-restoration-1975-to-2024/hardcover/product-w4vvrve.html?srsltid=AfmBOoolbk8KlhZg-Qq3cooEq69FpoXDkZTKtaLnLjsSSbsz6yycSnDE&page=1&pageSize=4

(And a Google search shows that if you just type “A Nauvoo Walk”, the link comes right up.)

It is amazing how this book came together.  First, I took the photos as a youth.  They sat dormant and undisturbed (almost dead)  for years, I finally got them scanned, had them available in Nauvoo on my computer, and then I was able to use them – and the new photos to document the history of pioneer homes and the Restoration of Nauvoo over that many years.  A few miracles came together.

COMPANIONS IN NAUVOO

When I was here when younger, I was assigned a companion, but we really did not have to remain with the companion.  We went alone to many places and sometimes as a group.  Elder Shaltes and I enjoyed being together. We have returned to Nauvoo a couple of times together and this was great to be with him again.

Kevin Hunt and Former Nauvoo Missionary Companion – at a 1997 reunion – in front of the “Red Barn” Missionary Home

Of course, now in 2024, I have my own companion, Sister Hunt – and I am hoping that neither of us get transferred.

LIVING QUARTERS IN NAUVOO

There were six of us young Elders who lived in a big white house – flanked by a giant red barn.  We thus called ourselves the “Red Barn Elders”.  Eight more Elders lived around the corner in “The Stone House” and six more lived in “The Lyon Drug Store”.

“Red Barn Elders” – Elders Anglesey, Buckley, Phelps, Shaltes, Hunt and Heighton

When I was here in 1975, the Lyon Drug Store had not yet been restored – but it was an original building (needing some help).  Sister Hunt and I have served in the Lyon Drug on our present tour.  It is now a wonderful place (almost an 1840’s Walmart) – as is the magnificent garden back behind the home.

While in Nauvoo back in the day (and still) I kept a daily journal.  I had forgotten this, fact but in reading my 1975 journal, I was surprised to find that I spent my first night in Nauvoo in the Lyon Drug Store building.

Photo: Above Lyon Drug in 1975 before Restoration and below 2024

When I first saw the Simeon Dunn home in 1975, it was not overly impressive.  It was kind of “worn” and “hammered” looking and had obviously sat vacant for many moons.  Elder Shaltes and I took photos of the place.

Simeon Dunn Home in 1975 Prior to Restoration

Never did I think that I would one day live in this place.  Gratefully, the place has been remodeled to be quite comfortable inside with its modern renovations.

Elder Kevin and Sister Lou Dene Hunt at Restored Simeon Dunn home in 2024

THE RED BARN HOME TODAY

In today’s world, they have “subdivided the Red Barn home (the white building) into two apartments for senior missionaries.  Our friends the Reeds live on the top floor of the building and the Walters live on the bottom floor.  Elder Brian Reed and I were friends in grade school in Mesa, Arizona and rode the same bus to the old Lehi School when we were in second and first grades (I was a year older than he was).  We were then together in the old Mesa 1st ward.)  Elder Walters is the veterinarian for the ramada of giant horses, the oxen, etc… 

A few weeks ago, I met Elder Walters at a dinner gathering of missionaries.  I had known who he was and where he lived but we had never talked.  His wife (the Historian) introduced me to him and told him how I had been a missionary here – shortly after the Restoration.  He found this interesting and asked me where we then lived.  He was very surprised when I said, “I lived where you now live!”

We talked about what is there now.  They have residence on the bottom floor – which like the 1975 home, has a small living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a single bedroom.  When I was here before, there were four bedrooms upstairs – and I guess they have added a kitchen up there.   So they have done some remodeling, I guess.  The stairs have since disappeared.  All very interesting!

Someday, I hope that we will have an occasion to go into both up and downstairs to jar the old memories and to see how things have changed.

Nauvoo “Red Barn” above – 1975 and below – in 2024

If I look hard, I can still see the original red barn in the new barn structures (also red) that now reside there.  And across the street to the west (with fabulous view from my 1975 corner window), is the Mississippi River and another new large red building – that is HQ for the whole horse operation.  In pioneer days, this lot belonged to my own ancestor, Nathan Calhoun Cheney.  It was so cool that I could see his property each day from my own window.  Wow!

Photo: Property of Ancestral home of Nathan Calhoun Cheney – 3rd Great Grandfather in Nauvoo

And presently there is a large pasture to the north of my 1975 window – where the horses are pastured. 

Another 3rd great grandfather, Horace Strong Rawson lived on this lot.  Again, it was great to look out of my north window to this property.  Ten years or so down the line, the progeny of these families married each other.  (And in the same pasture was the then run-down wood home of Francis Lee (ancestor of the Prophet Harold B. Lee. This place has since gone the way of all the world and is no longer there.) 

Above: Former home of Frances Lee – ancestor of Prophet, Harold B. Lee

GARDENS OF OLD AND NEW NAUVOO

When I was a young missionary, each couple planted and tended  a lush garden behind the homes where they were assigned to work.  Many also had their own personal gardens behind the homes where they lived.  Even us young missionaries in the Red Barn had our own garden – and we worked it most p-days.  Eating from these many gardens was truly wonderful.  That really was a big WOW.

Photo: Elder E. H. Belcher missionary garden

In those days, the Church had an apple orchard.  I remember going to work there to pick apples several days as a missionary.  One of the great benefits of this job was getting a bunch of apples from which we made a plethora of apple pies (as a Red Barn team).  We put these in the freezer and enjoyed them together as the urge hit us.  It was a great WOW each time that we dined on one of our wonderful pies. And we found a pear tree near the Stone House – and we made more pies of the pears. 

I remember back when – the Church sent an old guy out to manage greenery at the various restored homes.  I wish I could remember his name.  It seems that he was about 75 years old – and maybe he was even 80 or 85.  He was a gardener deluxe.  He was most impressive in his work and the gardens that he produced.

Today, only the Facilities Maintenance missionaries do gardening.  And they do a fabulous job.  The gardens here are so gorgeous.

At a recent zone training meeting, our Heber Zone was privileged to hear a presentation staged by Brother Richard Hancock (my 4th cousin).  He is the head gardener and designer for all of the beautiful gardens in Nauvoo.  He had never heard of a church apple farm.  His PowerPoint presentation featured the beautiful gardens he and his FM team have created at the Lyon Drug home and store, the Browning home, the Women’s Garden (adjacent to the visitors’ center, and at the Wilford Woodruff home.  All of these gardens are spectacular, and it is fun to capture great photo ops in these colorful and majestic gardens.  Each garden is a special WOW!

Magnificent garden at Jonathan Browning Home – 2024 Navuoo

TOURS OF THE ORIGINAL NAUVOO RESTORATION HOMES

It is interesting that the tours to the original homes of Nauvoo Restoration seem to be immortal.  The tours at Lucy Mack Smith, the Heber C. Kimball, Wilford Woodruff, Jonathan Browning and Brigham Young homes are almost identical now as compared to what they were in 1975.  This makes me feel stability and strength through these places of the pioneer greats.

I do still love going to the Brigham Young home and posing with him (with or without a beard) since I still look very much like him.  I like to show the photo of me with a gray beard and standing beside the bearded Brigham. I enjoy telling people “that’s me on the left!”  Har Har …  this always brings a chuckle from the photo viewers.

SERVING IN THE LUCY MACK SMITH HOME

It is a special privilege to teach and testify of Lucy Mack Smith, the mother of the Prophet Joseph Smith.  It is interesting to view the current rooms and to compare them to the way they were back then.  I don’t think any of the furnishings have changed from that time.  There is a little bathroom in the back corner – now – and I am trying to figure out where this came from.  It was not there when I was there.

Lucy Mack Smith Home – 1975

I look at the china on the shelf.  We used to say that it belonged to the family of John Smith (brother to Joseph Smith, Sr.).  Now there is no mention of this.

Outside, we show people Lucy’s carriage shop.  We just calmly point out the beautiful carriage inside – without comment.    Back in the day, we clearly said that “This is Lucy’s own 1790’s Boston Carriage.”  And that is what Dr. Kimball taught us.  And he should know!

1790 Boston Carriage of Lucy Mack Smith – in Nauvoo

When I served originally at the Lucy Mack Smith home, there was no brickyard across the street.  The Belchers had not yet hit that scene.  They would not arrive for another five years.  We have visited Nauvoo several times through the years and have seen the development of the brickyard over time.  It has changed dramatically.  And as we have come each time, we have enjoyed getting one of Grandpa Belcher’s bricks.  We love telling people who come today about the brick yard and how Lou’s father, Elder Belcher, created the brickyard, learned the process, and created the now famous Nauvoo brick souvenir.  People are just amazed when Sister Hunt tells the story of her parents.  They cannot believe that it was her father who did this – and that his daughter is back here in this modern age – carrying on the enduring legacy that Elder and Sister Belcher created. We are proud to be here in their footsteps.

TOURS IN RESTORED HOMES

When here in 1975, I was a “Site Guide” and that is my exact duty here again in 2024.  We then had only eight places in which to take tours.  These included the Wilford Woodruff, Heber C. Kimball, Lucy Mack Smith, and Brigham Young Homes.  We had the Jonathan Browning Home and Gun Shop, the “Times and Seasons Building” (with a tour very different than today and the  John Taylor Home, the Blacksmith Shop and the 70’s Hall.

Above: Nauvoo Restoration Map 1975

Above: Nauvoo Restored Homes – 2024 Map

Today in 2024,there are 26 homes and shops where we take tours.  There is a plethora of “Main Street Trades” that we demonstrate.  I needed to learn the eight tours then, and we learn and rotate through the 26 places today.  Wow!

In 1975, couples were assigned to specific homes, and they remained there through most of their missions.  Today, we have nearly 30 site missionary couples and we rotate to different homes virtually every day.  It is pretty normal that we rotate to serve in six different homes within a single week.

OPEN HOURS OF SERVICE IN RESTORED HOMES

In 1975, each of the restored homes were open from 9 Am to 8 PM.  Us “young ‘elders” would go and relieve the senior couples for lunch.  We would go to one home for an hour and then when they returned, we would move to a second home for another hour.  Then the couples left their homes at  5:00 PM.  The Young Elders would relieve the seniors and take over their homes until closing time.

Today, in 2024, the homes are open at 9:00 Am.  And they all close at 5 PM.  Getting a lunch break is always a trauma.  We serve the entire day with no replacement personnel for breaks.  And often, there are so many visitors who come that taking a break is impossible – even with multiple couples or young sister missionary pairs serving in a single home.  The Mission President has mandated lunch breaks – but the reality of making them happen is challenging at best.

THE NAUVOO MISSIONARY FORCE

Nauvoo “Young Elders” Serving in 1975

When I served here anciently, I was one of 20 “young Elders”.  We came from five different missions “east of the Mississippi” (and this was a “part of our way home” since we all lived west of the Mississippi.)   We had about a dozen senior couples.  Two couples were “roving couples” and spelled off the others so that all could have “p-days).  There were no young sister missionaries.

Full Nauvoo Mission Photo – 1975

When I was here back then, us young Elders all left for home  within a couple of months of each other.  We finished up our missions here in Nauvoo.  I do not feel that I ever got “trunky”.  However, most of the young Elders were definitely very “trunky” for a couple months before their departure for home.  This was not a good scene – 20 missionaries all departing at once for home.

After I returned home from my mission, I was working one afternoon at the flower shop of my brother-in-law (who married my sister while I was on my mission).  I received a phone call from a General Authority.  And that call still baffles me.  There was no one at home to give the caller my work phone number.  Somehow they found me at the flower shop.  The GA (General Authority) asked if I had “a few minutes” to talk about Nauvoo.  Of course I was pleased to do so.  He wanted to know anything and everything that I could tell him about life as a Nauvoo missionary – as well as to hear my suggestions for change.

I suggested that it would be much better to pull missionaries to Nauvoo from neighboring missions – and to bring missionaries who had served for six to eight months in their own missions.  I suggested that they bring the missionaries to Nauvoo for just four months – from April or May through about mid-September.  I then suggested that these missionaries then be returned to their original missions to serve the remainder of their two years.  And that is exactly what they did – beginning the next year.   The missionary department and Nauvoo operated in this mode for several more years.

At some point, and I don’t know when it was, the practice of receiving young Elders was discontinued completely and young sister missionaries were then brought here instead of the young Elders.  Today, young sisters begin to serve from mid-March through mid-May.  They serve here until about the first of October.  They then go serve an “outbound” mission  – with a new call – anywhere else in the United States and they serve there for six or so months.  They then return to finish up their last six months here in Nauvoo.  This seems to be a great system.  My Mission President told me that there have been 66 young sisters here this season.  Half of the missionaries go home around this time and the other half go out for their outbound service.

Our missionary force increased by many more missionaries in 2024:

Full Nauvoo Mission Photo – 2024

In my former life, there were no kind of performing missionaries.  I was brought to Nauvoo purely on my good looks and my natural charisma.  If I had had to audition, I would not have stood a chance of coming here.

As already noted, my In-laws were here from 1979 to 1981 as a senior couple.  In their day, they were drafted (with or without talent) to perform in the Cultural Hall and out in the fields in the primitive productions of “Night on the Prairie”.  They did the best they could.

Elder and Sister E.H. and Verna Belcher in Nauvoo stage production

And nowadays, we have two different casts (summer and fall) of performing missionaries = plus the Nauvoo Bagpipe Band.  These folks are absolutely fabulous, and they bring so much spirit and energy to the current Nauvoo scene.  They really are a big WOW!

WEARING APPARREL FOR MISSIONARIES

Elders Craig Shaltes and Kevin Hunt in white-shirt Nauvoo missionary attire

When I was in Nauvoo in 1975, all of the men – young and old – just wore white shirts and ties.  And now, in 2024, we all wear 1840’s “period” costumes.  I really like having and wearing costumes.  They help create a special spirit and they help people to better feel the people who once lived here in this “covenant community”.

WORK IN THE VISITORS’ CENTER

When I was in Nauvoo in 1975, each of the 20 “young Elders” reported to work each day at the Visitors’ Center.  One missionary was designated as the “zone leader” (or whatever we called him).  He created a schedule for the rest of us.  Four pairs of Elders were given assignments to man the homes and to relieve the couples for their lunch hours.  We were given PM assignments to take over for the couples.  One or more Elders were always up at the front desk – with the three senior couples who spent their whole time there.  They called the rest of us up (from our downstairs lounge) to give tours in our turn.

When not giving one of the three tours in the Center, we spent our time in the basement under the East Theater.  We spent most of our time studying. 

Photo: Missionary Lounge in Visitors’ Center – with clipped ties from former missionaries to Nauvoo

They had a large and very interesting history library for us to peruse.  While here, I read about 20 biographies (Brigham Young, John Taylor, Wilford Woodruff, Heber C. Kimball, Lucy Mack Smith, Parley P. Pratt, and many more).  This has proven to be a major blessing to me through the years.  It gave me a very solid base of Church history knowledge – which I have often been able to share with others.  And in addition to study time in the lounge, there was also time to take an occasional nap and even to play ping pong or other games.  It was a glorious place of recreation and learning. 

I stopped in to check out the old hang-out recently.  Now the place is inhabited by the Nauvoo Performing Missionaries and is their “green room” where they prepare for their performances.  The place looks very different.

Back then we took tours that gave a general history of Nauvoo – on the first floor of the Center.  We gave tours upstairs about The Book of Mormon and the Relief Society.

Today, the center displays are very different.  The displays have been changed a few times over the years.  Today the displays are mostly self-guided with the help of many electronic innovations and modern graphic opportunities.  In the old days, I learned to walk backwards – to maintain eye contact and connection with guests – always facing them.  And I got so skilled at this art, that I could even traverse the two flights of stairs in the backward mode.  It was funny to have the visitors “warn me” of the coming stairs:  “Watch out … there are some stairs”.  (“Oh, is that right?  I didn’t know they were there!  Thanks for the warning!”)

When a young missionary, I was able to use my flower arranging prowess (learned from years of working at Crismon’s Flowers).  My brother-in-law, Charlie, sent me a large box of silk flowers and I created four beautiful floral arrangements – at each of the corners of the upper floor of the center.  These draped down toward the lower floor below.  These were beautiful in their day.  It is sad to see the open “holes” of the corners sitting vacant today.  I miss my arrangements of yesteryear.

Floral Greenery at Nauvoo Visitors’ Center – Designed by Elder Kevin Hunt

We had a movie in 1975 that told the history of Old Nauvoo.  We have a similar movie today – but it is a newer version.  The movie still has the “feel” of the old one.  The movies have been an introduction to the people and lives of the pioneers of the 1840’s.  It gave me a shot of nostalgia as I first went to the theater in the modern time to start a movie.  A great memory!

A major function of the current Visitors’ Center is to assist people in locating their own pioneer ancestors.  For a while, there was a designated “Land and Records” office.  COVID helped to kill that building – and staffing of it – but the function remains. 

I enjoy current opportunities to serve in the Visitors’ Center.  It is great fun to have close connections with the visitors who come to us.  I spend a lot of my time teaching people how to use the Family Tree phone “app” to get to the “My Nauvoo Relative” search resource.  Once we find a Nauvoo relative, I (or the young sisters) will print a sheet which shows a map where the ancestor lived.  We can then send them off to find the property once inhabited by their peeps.  And everyone gets so excited about all of this.

And I might add, that with my extensive historic research of the homes of Old Nauvoo, I know well the whole community lay-out and what historic homes are or are not there now.  I have become somewhat of an authority on the process and the old homes.  It is great to be a good resource to our visitors.

PERSONAL TOWN TOURS WITH GUESTS     

In 1975, if we found a family or people who showed great interest in our message, one of us (not two of us) would get into their cars with them and would take them on a detailed historical tour of the town.  We would share the history that we learned from our hours of study in our basement hide-out.  We would stop at restored tours along the way.  If there were no other visitors, we would let the senior couples take our friends on their tours.  And if they were busy with other guests, we would take the folks on the tour – with us as the guides.  I had some really great experiences as I was able to give special personal attention (by the Spirit) to the folks.  Most of the folks on these personal tours were not members of the Church – so we had some great missionary experiences and opportunities for in-depth discussions.

Note from Kirby Todd after Elder Hunt took him on a personal tour around historic Nauvoo – 1975

We have not yet experienced a winter here in Nauvoo (and we are kind of terrified of it as we anticipate the unknown … not a fun prospect for us “desert rats”).  We have heard that in the dead of winter – when it is way too cold and we have few guests, we remain at our homes (doing research or other self-guided projects).   All of the site guides will be on-call on a rotation schedule.  And when an interested group or individual arrives wanting a tour, the Center will give us a call with about 15 minutes notice to get in our costumes and to report at a specific site to begin a “concierge” tour with the guests – taking them to one or multiple sites on our “tour”.  Should be interesting to see how this is managed and how it all works.

THE TEMPLE LOT AND CHANGES THROUGH THE YEARS

In my Young Missionary days, the Temple lot was kind of an enigma.  One needed a lot of imagination to envision the former Temple there.  The scene was a sunken lawn surrounded by rectangular pieces of Temple stone.  There were brick foundations to represent the former spiral staircases.  In the center of the lot was a well – that was said to be the original Temple well.  This had a metal grate over it.  And around the well was some brick and what was said to be a part of the shoulder of a baptistry oxen. 

Nauvoo Temple Lot – as it appeared 1975 before reconstruction

With these sparse conditions, we still took people up to the Temple Lot and tried to help them envision the Temple of long ago.  We were able to teach somewhat of the functions and ordinances of the Temple and this discussion was beneficial to many.

The looming Catholic Girls’ school in the forefront of the Temple Lot was a deterrent to the overall scene between us and the Mississippi River.  I am sure that the school provided a necessary and important function, but it was sure great when the lot (like Joseph’s Red Brick Store) obtained a much higher and glorious function.

Former Catholic Girls’ School in Nauvoo, Illinois – Razed in 2002

In 2002, the former Nauvoo Temple was reconstructed in all of its former glory – and more.  And now today, it stands majestic at the top of the hill.  This certainly is a grand improvement over the former sparse ghost of its pioneer past.  And that is a bunch of WOW’s!

Nauvoo Temple – Reconstructed and Restored in 2022 – as it appears “illuminated” in 2024

TODAY’S “TEMPLE CITY” TOUR

Soon after the re-creation of the Nauvoo Temple, the Church created the “Temple City” tour to better tell the story of the Temple and its impact upon the pioneer Nauvoo community.  This tour was a great addition to the Temple and surrounding area.  The tour includes the homes of William Weeks, Bishop Edward Hunter, and William Gheen.

The home of William Weeks, the architect of the Nauvoo Temple existed in my original mission experience.  It was then, a rather unique structure – perhaps equal to the role of a creative architect.  I was surprised in modern times to see how this structure has changed. 

William Weeks Home – Architect of the Nauvoo Temple – as it appeared in 1975 – before restoration

The ornate top of the structure (not sure what it was called) was removed – as was an addition that was added on the east side of the existing structure.  This was removed to get the building restored back to the way it really was back in the 1840’s era.

Photo: William Weeks home as it appears in 2024

The William Gheen home did exist in 1975 – and its exterior was about as impressive as the Simeon Dunn home.  “Well-worn” was a good description.  The exterior of the building was spiffed up to look new – and not a whole lot of restoration was needed on its Nauvoo brick.  The interior was restored to its current special state – complete with a surprise “funeral parlor” in one room.  The view of the Temple outside the windows of the Gheen home (minus the current tree) was magnificent and still is.

The home of Bishop Edward Hunter existed in 1975.  I remember it well.  It was kind of unique with its kind of interesting greyish-blue hue.  It seemed that the home was in pretty good shape. 

Photo: Bishop Edward Hunter home as it was in 1975 – and before it was later razed

So, as I returned to Nauvoo in 2024 and gave tours of it, I was surprised to learn that the home had been totally razed and reconstructed in the interim.  I later learned that the home was owned back then by the Catholic Sisters.  And for whatever reason, they determined to take the building down.  And still later, the Church purchased the property, and the newly reconstructed structure is wonderful – and equal to the stature of Bishop Hunter – who later became the Presiding Bishop of the Church.

Photo: Bishop Edward Hunter – Reconstructed Nauvoo home – 2024

And the Temple view from the perimeter of the “Temple City” is absolutely amazing and breathtaking.  Words cannot describe its beauty as it is illuminated splendidly with no or full moon.  It is so spectacular, and Sister Hunt and I never tire of the beauty of the majestic building.

And I cannot forget the beauty and grandeur of the equestrian statues of the horses – and riders – of Joseph and Hyrum.  They are truly wonderful in the sunset – with the river as the background.  They stand majestically to the west and in front of the Temple.  With the Temple, they make a beautiful backdrop (or front drop) of the Temple and the river.  Together, the temple and the statues create a bunch of WOWS.

The Prophet Joseph Smith and his brother the Patriarch – Equestrian Statue – Nauvoo 2024 – Copyright by Kevin and Lou Dene Hunt

THE SEVENTIES HALL

I love the simple elegance of the Seventies Hall.  We had the Hall when I was here in 1975.  It had been newly reconstructed and was beautiful.  Back then, I recorded in my journal that on a couple of occasions, I (with a companion) washed all of the multitude of windows of the place.

It is interesting that the upstairs archeology museum (of items found in the ground as diggings were performed around the original 8 homes of Nauvoo Restoration) still houses the same artifacts and pieces thereof that we showed guests back in 1975.  The addition of the index books that show all of the former Nauvoo members of 70’s Quorums is a great addition, and guests get very excited about these books.

It is fun to compare the 70’s Hall in its former function of training missionaries to that of today’s MTC that is world-class in its facilities and training for missionaries.

A few days ago, I had an interesting experience.  We were serving in the Sarah Granger and Hiram Kimball home.  My journal records: “We had completed the tour for a family named Fredrickson.  I had an interesting experience with this guy.   At the end of the conversation, we somehow got onto the subject of his father and how he starred in several church films back in the 1970’s – and he said that the dad played the role of “Satan” in the temple film.  I asked him how many years that film ran and he said to about 1982.  I knew that this was in the ballpark.

“I asked the guy if he had ever come to Nauvoo.  He said that he came here in 1975 when he was age 14.  I then related my story to him.  I remember the guy (his dad) being  on my tour at that time in the 70’s Hall.  At that time, I recognized the guy from the Temple movie and asked him about it.  I can even remember the exact moment of our conversation.  We were going up the stairs to the museum area of the Hall.  So, I told this Doug that I remembered the exact moment when I met his father – and we realized that this Doug would have been a teen on my tour at that time.  Wow!  We were both in awe.  Another Nauvoo miracle!”  That was certainly a big WOW!

THE BLACKSMITH SHOP

As a young guy, it was fun to frequently serve as a Blacksmith for a day.  At that time, we created and gave out the “prairie diamond” ring that we pounded and formed by metal nails fired in the forge and pounded on the anvil.)   The story was that young men in the old days – might not have been able to come up with a diamond or other ring of worth in order to win over the heart of his  lady.  And lacking resources, they soon discovered that they could offer their lady a ring made of a horseshoe nail.  Getting  one of these traditional “prairie diamonds” from the Nauvoo Blacksmith Shop was a big deal – and all the rage.  Everyone wanted to obtain one – and those who got them cherished them for years.  In my case, I made myself one of the rings and have literally worn it (and one successor) through all of these successive 49 years.  Wow!

Somehow, the Church History Department determined that the prairie diamond was purely a myth, and sadly, the famous ring sank into oblivion.  People still request them, however.

Photo: Old and new: Nauvoo Blacksmith horseshoe and the former “Prairie Diamond”

Today Blacksmith missionaries create mini horseshoes at the forge and anvil. They begin with raw metal, heat it to 1800 degrees or beyond (until it is “red hot” and then they pound it/them into the shape of a horseshoe.  And generally, only one horseshoe is given out within a full visitor group – or at most, one horseshoe for each family who are on the tour.

THE TIMES AND SEASONS TOUR VERSUS THE PRINT SHOP

In my original day in Nauvoo, we took tours through the “Times and Seasons” building – operated in the 1840’s by John Taylor.  In this building, we talked of the Times and Seasons more as a cultural place in the community.  We demonstrated the art of weaving on a large loom.  Today, the same facility has been transposed into a print shop replica of the former actual print shop where newspapers were created and printed.  We have a couple of replica printing presses.  And I must say that the current mode is very much an improvement.  (And the loom has a new home in the Family Living Center.)

The John Taylor Print shop in 2024

The John Taylor home – of the 3-building complex, was there in ’75, and it was as beautiful then as it is now.  It was amazing.  It was fun as missionaries, to tell the great story of John Taylor – 3rd Prophet of the Church.  But we don’t have an answer to the many people who have been coming to this home for years – and who wonder why the black toy rocking horse – made by John Taylor for his son – is no longer here to be seen and enjoyed by the guests.  Fact or fiction?  I wish I knew!

The Nauvoo Post Office under reconstruction in 1975

The 3rd building of the John Taylor complex was non-existent in 1975 but it was then under construction. Today the post office and Merriweather Store are housed in the building, and they comprise a fun tour for our guests.

Elder Kevin Hunt at the Restored Post Office in Nauvoo 2024

THE CARTHAGE JAIL TOUR EXPERIENCE

When I was in my younger days, we made missionary trips to the Carthage Jail on our P-days.  Then, the stain of Hyrum’s blood was still very visible in the wood floor of the martyrdom room.  The stain had remained imbedded in the woodwork for then 130 years.  Now the Church has gone to great lengths to remove the stains, and they are no longer there for visitors to experience.

A Martyr’s Blood – Carthage Illinois as it was on the wood floor – 1975

When I was here in 1996 and 1997 with the “City of Joseph” pageant cast, we were able to walk the old Carthage trail – from Nauvoo to Carthage.  Today the road is mostly non-existent.  It is mostly covered by corn fields and endless patches of soybean fields.

DEVELOPMENTS IN THE SCOVIL BAKERY

I thought that I had no photo of my former mission home in Tallahassee.  I was really anxious to get such a photo.  And then a family came for our tour at the Scovil Bakery.  And believe it or not, these folks actually purchased the old Tallahassee mission home and have lived there for years after the church no longer needed the home.  They produced the photo that I desired.  Wow!

Florida-Tallahassee Mission President’s Home – 1975

In the tour at the Scovil Bakery, we produce and show a photo of what the place looked like – after the archeological dig on it – but before reconstruction of the building.  It was in 1975- while I was here in Nauvoo, that the bakery building was totally reconstructed up from the foundation and cellar that previously had been buried under the ground. 

Photo of Scovil Bakery under reconstruction – 1975

I took in-process photographs of the bakery in the construction process.  And now here I am 49 years later, I am giving tours in the bakery.

THE RESTORATION OF THE CULTURAL HALL

Today the Cultural Hall (next door to the Bakery) is a gorgeous 3-story structure.  It is fun to take folks through the place – and it is great to experience productions by the Nauvoo Performing Missionaries (NPM’s) in the grand hall.

The Nauvoo Cultural Hall in 1975 before Restoration

In my 1975 Nauvoo visit, the Cultural Hall was only two stories high.  It was known that it originally had 3 stories.  The dirt was piled up about three feet high on each side – and extended out in right angles on each side.

Photo: Archeological Digging at Nauvoo Cultural Hall prior to restoration – 1975

I had an interesting experience at the Cultural Hall.  There were some skilled archeologists here – who knew what they were doing.  They brought all of us missionaries there on an evening and they let us dig around in those mounds surrounding the building. In this dirt, we used brushes and other delicate instruments to brush away dirt as we located items that had lain for decades in the in the dirt.  We found much of the roof under the dirt.  We also found fragments of the plaster of the place – so we could tell what color the place was painted inside.  I enjoy telling guests of this experience – and the restoration of the building and they are in total amazement.  They are amazed when I tell them about our archeological digging on the place.

When the top roof was removed, the original floor of the third floor was exposed.  The new roof must have been kind of low over that floor.  And amazingly, that beautiful wood floor is still intact.  In its day, this was a dance floor (among other things) and even Joseph Smith and Brigham Young danced there with their wives.

Photo: Nauvoo Cultural Hall – Original Wood Floor – as Refinished around 1975

The Restored Nauvoo Cultural Hall – as it appears in 2024

STODDARD TIN SHOP

When I first served in Nauvoo, the former Stoddard Tin Shop looked like a World War II ruin.  It was really devastated.  The walls – if you could call them that – remained only partially up all around the foundation.   The most interesting feature of the ruins was a tree that had grown up out of the building.

By the time that I arrived in 2024, the place had been totally reconstructed.  It was great to see the new building that had not been there before.

As Sister Hunt and I took our first tour in the Stoddard Tin Shop, we noticed a very old photo of the former ruins from which the Phoenix had risen.  It was not a good photo.  It was hard to discern the former building.  As I saw the photo, I said, “I can do better than that!”  I had taken my own photo of the ruins in 1975.  I printed off a new photo from my slide collection and had it printed as an 8×10” photo.  I signed it on the back – as a donation – and presented it to the Mission Presidency.  They soon placed this in the old frame. 

The Sylvester Stoddard Tin Shop as it stood in 1975

Now the photo is a part of all tours to the place.  And each time I return there to give tours, I bask in the fact that I took the photo.  And it is fun to show the photo to folks and to say, “I was there …”.  It is hard to admit that I am old enough or historic enough to have remembered or been a part of such a relic.

THE JOSEPH SMITH PROPERTIES

When I was in Nauvoo in 1975, our access to the Joseph Smith properties was kind of limited.  All of the Joseph properties were here then, and the limited tours were taken by college interns who were recruited by the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ.  We knew these guides and many of them came and experienced the power of the Spirit in our meetings.  We had softball games and ice cream socials together with them.

Photo: The Visitors’ Center of the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ as it was in 1975

They had the little so—called “Biden Stable” where tours began.  This place was very small.  I remember their folding chairs in there and they showed a short slide show.  And they charged guests a fee to enter the Homestead and Mansion House.

The Reorganized Church (Later known as the Community of Christ) later built a very nice visitors’ center.  I do not remember ever going in there in our subsequent trips to Nauvoo.

It was a grand moment as I read the news on March 5th of this year.  On that day, a multitude of historic properties transferred from the Community of Christ Church to that of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  For me – that was glorious beyond description.  On that day, the church received the Joseph Smith Homestead and Mansion House, the Sidney Rigdon Home, the “First Hotel”, Joseph Smith’s Red Brick Store, the homes of Hiram Clark, William Law, Jonathan Wright, Aaron Johnson homes, the Nauvoo House, Joseph’s summer kitchen, the Community of Christ visitor’s center, the foundations of the Times and Seasons building, the James Brinkerhoff, Levi Ward Hancock homes – and everything in between.  Words can not express my joy as I heard the news. 

And the people of the Community of Christ Church were as saddened as we were joyful with the March announcement.  The transaction caught them all totally by surprise.  And as we say on all of our tours of the Joseph Smith properties, we can be grateful to the Smith family, the Reorganized Church and the Community of Christ Church for their careful and dedicated care of these properties through a century and a half (plus – and which now makes it possible for us to share these special and sacred places with our guests).

Sister Hunt and I arrived here in Nauvoo about a month after the transfer of the historic properties.  I am sad that we missed all of the historical training staged for the missionaries in preparation of the transfer.  But we were able to catch up fast. And since then, it has been a great blessing to testify of Joseph the Prophet, on his own properties.

I do remember going through the Homestead of Joseph and Emma back in 1975.  I then took photos of the beautiful “1840 Addition” kitchen.  People come through these days and ask, “has this room changed much over time?”  It is interesting that in my view, the room really has not changed over the years.  I think that it looks almost exactly the same now as back then.

Joseph Smith Homestead 1840 kitchen addition as it was in 1975

Joseph Smith Homested 1840 kitchen addition as it appears in 2024 after property transfer to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

As we conclude our current tours of the Manion House, we take them to the back end of the former hotel – and show where much more of the structure was demolished over time and we try to help people envision two stories up – on the existing limestone foundation that is still visible.

Photo: Foundation of east side of the Joseph Smith Mansion House (removed in 1890) as it appears in 2024

I tell people that I was in Nauvoo 49 years ago and then the Red Brick Store then looked exactly like the current Mansion House foundation.  People stand there dumbfounded.  (The Reorganized Church reconstructed the Red Brick Store about 1980.) Joseph’s Red Brick Store certainly looks different today!

Photo: Joseph Smith’s Red Brick Store in 2024

JOSEPH SMITH’S RED BRICK STORE

As noted, the Red Brick Store was just a hollow foundation when I was here in 1975.  Today it is a great privilege and blessing to now be able to testify there of truths which include the Wentworth Letter – the Articles of Faith as a foundation for sharing the gospel, and the prophesy of the Standard of Truth – and how the Gospel is now going forth to all of the world.  We talk about how Joseph Smith finished and published the sacred Book Of Abraham – and the restoration of the Abrahamic Covenant.  We tell of the function of the clerks and how they recorded tithing and other donations in “The Book of the Law of the Lord” (more on that later).  We talk about clerks helping Joseph write his own history as well as that of the Church.  We talk about the organization of the Relief Society, how the first endowments were performed in the store, and the transfer of Priesthood keys from Joseph to the Quorum of the 12 Apostles.  As we conclude the tour, I summarize these many blessings and amazing events that came under the direction of Joseph the Prophet.  They are all magnificent and wonderful.  The place is full of major and sacred WOWs for me and our visitors.

I have experienced many miracles at the Red Brick Store.  I have previously shared some of those miracles.

One miracle was a visit by a family from southern Georgia.  They knew a family whom I loved when in Tifton, Georgia back in 1974.  They had the contact information for this family, and I was able to reconnect with the Pierce family of Tifton, Georgia.  We had a joyful video call that lasted over an hour.  It was a great time.

CITY OF NAUVOO EVENTS, BUSINESSES AND OTHER BUILDINGS

When I was in Nauvoo in 1975, there was a giant cheese factory.  This was located adjacent to the LDS chapel.  That factory was torn down in 2002.  It is no more. 

Former Nauvoo Cheese Factory – Razed around 2002

And today, in 2024, the Church is building another new Visitors’ Center – to be located across the street west and a bit north of the Temple. This visitors’ center will focus on the Temple and the worldwide growth of Temples and the principles and ordinances being more available to members throughout the world.   And the lot where the cheese factory once stood will be the parking lot for the new center.

Photo: New LDS Nauvoo Temple Visitors’ Center under construction in 2024

After the church members left in the late 1850’s a group of French Icarians moved in and took over many of the homes of Old Nauvoo. Their communal society did not last very long.  Soon the Germans moved in and established a strong presence in the community.  They built the giant and lofty Saints Peter and Paul Catholic Church at the top of the hill around 1875 (and it still stands adjacent to our own Temple).

The town combined all of the above to create the annual “Wine and Cheese Festival” and a major event was the “marriage of the wine and cheese” that happened over the Labor Day weekend each year.  The big marriage ceremony was widely advertised in every tourist publication in many counties around Nauvoo.  And it was quite interesting to see the results.  …  The famous ceremony lasted all of about 20 minutes.  And people had come from miles around to participate.  After the very short ceremony, folks were stuck with trying to figure out what to do for the rest of the weekend.  And most visitors ended up coming to  our restored home sites. (And hence, it turned into a grand missionary opportunity for us and the Church.)

Today, with the cheese factory history, there is no longer a wine and cheese festival.  The big event here is now the “Grape Festival”.  This event (still held over labor Day weekend) features a 5K run through old Nauvoo, a pancake breakfast – staged by the local Scout troop and pack, a car show, music, dance, and more music through the whole weekend.

When I was here in the previous life, and I have noted already that there was a large Catholic girls’ school located just to the west of the site of the former Temple.  This school stood at the crest of the hill.  My own daughter came to a BYU Nauvoo Semester in 2002 – the year that the new Temple was dedicated – and all of their school functions – and their dormitory – was in this former Catholic girls’ school.  And when the temple was recreated, the school became a major blockage of the magnificent view from the Temple – looking west to the Mississippi River.  The church soon purchased this  property, and it was eventually torn down.  And now the view is truly amazing and wonderful.  It is a definite WOW – or multiple WOWS!

CHURCH MEETINGS  

When I served here in former times, we had not yet evolved to the “consolidated meeting schedule” that we know today.   The missionaries were able to attend early morning Priesthood meetings up the hill at the Nauvoo chapel.  We missed Sunday school – that was held midday – because this meeting was held after we opened our home sites for the day.  Then late in the evening – like 7 PM, we held our own weekly sacrament meeting – just for missionaries – in the west theater of the visitors’ center.

We did not then have access to all of the sessions of the General Conference.  We were able to receive the Priesthood Session – but generally just one or maybe two hours total of all of the other sessions.  (We would have welcomed being able to view all sessions).

Today, we can view all sessions of the General Conference – in our homes – or at the chapel or probably in our visitors’ center theater.

And today, all of the missionaries (of every variety) meet each Sunday at 8 Am for our own sacrament meeting (held in the East Theater).  We all remain for Sunday School two Sundays each month and on the other weeks, the Priesthood men meet in the west theater and the sisters meet in the east theater for Priesthood meeting and Relief Society.  We begin tours in the homes and shops at noon after the meetings.

COMMUNICATIONS AND TECHNOLOGY

When I was a young missionary, receiving and sending written letters was a really big deal – at least for me.  I made sure that I wrote a letter home to my folks and family every week.  And I could count on my mother’s weekly letter to arrive each Wednesday.  She wrote to me every Sunday afternoon throughout all of my mission.  Getting mail was a big deal.

Today, the world has changed with the computer (that wasn’t even heard of back in 1975).  And of course, e-mail revolutionized how messages and communications are sent.  In today’s world, I spend a lot of time writing blog articles for others to read about our mission adventures.  Blogging was not even heard of back then.  It is amazing to think of how computers have changed my own life and the world.  And that’s another real big WOW!

I took my photos back then on a camera.  Most of today’s youth have never even seen such a gadget.  I took mostly slides.  We had to send our film to an outside company for them to print the photos or to create the slides.  And it would take a couple of weeks or more – and a fair amount of money to pay for the photo or slide creation.  Each film roll was for a dozen or two photos or slides.  So, a photo project like mine became a bit costly – and was a prolonged process.  If photos came back bad, we had to retake them and try them again through the lengthy process.

And today, I take hundreds of photos on my phone.  I can instantaneously get the results, can e-mail them, and can include them in my writing.

In 1975, I maintained my daily journal writing habit by handwriting in a bound volume.  And it is such fun to go back to read entries from that era.  Today, I create my journal entries on the computer and can easily save them and refer back to them as desired.  This is truly a big WOW!

SOME THINGS HAVEN’T CHANGED

The town of Nauvoo is still a very sleepy little village.  It has not grown or changed much in all of the passing years.  It still isn’t much to write home about.  Many Saints, however, have come to Nauvoo in recent years – feeling literally “driven” of the Spirit – to come here to open up various businesses. They are a welcome addition.  Sadly, these places – though great ideas when they start – often cannot survive the sporadic summer/winter swings of being very busy – and then sinking in the winter to nothing.

Nauvoo in 1975 had no stores.  Today, we are a big city metropolis with our own “Dollar General” store.  It is surprising what a great inventory the place has for a small-town store.  A funny story:  Some of our kids have wanted to send us out to eat and are disappointed to learn that there are no real options here.  We finally convinced a daughter to buy us a “Dollar General” gift card where we could at least buy ice cream as the urge hits.

When I was here in 1975, we always went weekly to do our sp-day hopping in the town of Keokuk – located about a dozen miles south of Nauvoo.  We then shopped at the Hy-Vee grocery store.  This was the only option – so they had a monopoly on the shopping business of us and the other missionaries.  Surprisingly, this Hy-Vee store is still among the living.  Sister Hunt and I shopped there initially (and for the sake of nostalgia( and found it kind of expensive, and though a great store, we wondered how it has survived through all of the years.

Gratefully, there are some additional shopping options in the modern time.  The ALDI store is a great store and we like shopping there for fruit and vegetables and other deals.  And of course, we love the convenience of the modern Walmart store.  Always amazing when the wagon needs replenishment!  Going to these stores is a part of our every week p-day.

NAUVOO PAGEANT PRODUCTIONS

When I first served in Nauvoo, the annual pageant had not yet come to Nauvoo.  The “City of Joseph” made its first debut the following summer.  This pageant was staged for another 20 plus years before the current “Nauvoo Pageant” made its debut.  (I have already blogged about the Pageant and how it was operated back in 1996 and 1997 when Sister Hunt and I brought our family here to participate in the cast – and I compared it to the mode of operation to now in 2024.  The dual Pageants bring great energy and excitement to our community each summer.

When our family participated in the pageant, we had a stage located between the Visitors Center and the chapel on the hill.  There ws no Temple shining above us.  We enjoyed a grand production, and it was so special to be in the cast.  If I look really hard, I can find some evidence of the old stage now buried deep under the current stage where Nauvoo Performing Missionaries perform each night through the summer. 

And now a “state of the art” modern stage has its own space in a different location.  The stage is amazing and wonderful.

The stage of the Nauvoo Pageants – 2024

When we served in the pageant, we had to design and create our own costumes – along with the plethora of accessory items to go with the costumes.  In today’s pageant world, cast members are provided beautiful costumes from a “store” of costumes – located at the new “Pageant Building” (which did not exist when we first served here).

FULL CIRCLE WITH ELDER WARD

Sister Hunt and I were working at the Family Living Center one Sunday afternoon.  Elder and Sister Robert Ward were also there with us.  As some young sisters arrived, we got into a discussion about where us Senior missionaries went on our “young” missions.  Elder Robert Ward said that he had gone to the Florida-Tallahassee Mission.  I said, “Wait … how old are you?”  He said, “69”.  I said, “Then we had to have been there together.”   We realized that we were both in northern Alabama in the same zone at the same time.  I found this fact in my letter home to Mom and Dad about a zone conference held January 7, 1975.  I tried to open up my journal of the day there at the FLC, but it would not open. We were both dumbfounded, however, that we were in the same mission and at the same time period.

Back at home, I was able to find my journal entry of the day (on my big jump drive).  I found the referenced zone conference and read about it.  It was a tri-zone conference held in Birmingham, Alabama.   After Elder Franklin D. Richards, an assistant to the Council of the 12, spoke, we divided into our three zones.  The record reflected that I gave a talk or presentation – using the example of Ammon – my favorite missionary.  (Elder Ward, I noted, would have been in attendance as I gave that presentation.  He was a greenie and had only been out a couple of weeks.)

Digging still deeper, I continued to read in my journal (knowing that I got transferred out of the area on January 25th – and would not have seen him after that transfer.

I found a journal entry for a district meeting held January 17th.  I learned that we were also in the same district.  I was then serving in the German Catholic town of Cullman, and Elder Ward was in Guntersville.  The entry said, “We then went to a district meeting.  Elder Ames, as our new district leader, conducted the meeting.  He and Elder Howard (ZL) gave talks as did Elders Ward (greenie of 1 month) and Adams.  The Elders present included Ames and Birrell (Gadsden), Adams and Wheeler (Scottsboro), Zumwalt and I (Cullman), Howard and Rich (Huntsville) and Montgomery and Ward (like the store) of Guntersville.  It was a good meeting.  Elder Ames and Howard interviewed all of us.  Elder Rich conducted a study class.  We played a game of football gaining touchdowns as we answered questions right.  Elder Z and I won the rest of them.”  Wow!  So amazing and wonderful that I actually found Elder Ward in my record – evidence of former times shared long ago.  Wow!

“And it keeps going …  I dug deep into my mission slides and found a great photo taken on the actual day of the January 17th district meeting.  This photo showed the greenie, Elder Ward and six others. Sadly, I was taking the photo – so was not in it. 

Photo: Huntsville, Alabama Missionaries – January 17, 1975 – District Meeting (Elder Ward is in the blue suit)

It was so fun to later  share all of this info with Elder Ward!   He said, “That was ME!”  I stand in awe and amazement of how the Lord puts all of these miracles together.  It is so great!

Photo: Elders Robert Ward and Kevin Hunt together as senior missionaries in Nauvoo 2024

FAMILY LIVING CONNECTION TO CULLMAN, ALABAMA

Another time I was serving in the Family Living Center. A young family came in and I learned that they are from Cullman, Alabama (which I just mentioned). I asked about some of the people whom I knew back then. I was surprised and pleased to learn that Kuenn Drake is still there with his family. He was a teenager when I was there in 1974, And in fact, he took my companion and me “Spelunking” (that is cave exprloring 0 with head lamps, ropes, etc.) on Thanksgiving Day. I remember him as a great kid. We often went to the Drake home to eat. And his mother’s apple cake is still my all-time-favorite cake. I make it frequently from her recipe.

When I was in Cullman, we had a very small branch of the church that met in Suite 222 of the Downtown Plaza. There were only about 25 members in the branch. My new friend, Josh, who came to the Family Living Center reported to me that there is now a large ward and a beautiful chapel in Cullman. Wow!

Cullman, Alabama LDS Chapel – Photo by Charles Drake – 2012

And Kuenn, who took us spelunking is now the local Stake President.

Photo: Spelunking with Elder Wessman (left), Elder Hunt, and Drake Brothers – Thanksgiving 1974 (Kuenn on Righ)

And that is another wow! He was just a teen of about 16 when I was there earlier in time. And the Pierce teen – already referenced in Tifton, Georgia – is also now a stake president. Wow!

IN AWE AND GRATITUDE OF CONTINUING CIRCLES OF NAUVOO SERVICE

Well, now that I have completed the writing of this rather lengthy blog, I am pretty much dumbfounded.  It is interesting to see all of this material – and to note all of the changes over time – all in one place.  And it is amazing and wonderful to see how much remains the same.  Each season of my Nauvoo Circle was (and is) special and wonderful.   

Being here in Nauvoo through the span of years has been such a great blessing and opportunity.  I am in awe of the Lord and His trust as he continues to bring me to Nauvoo in concurrent circles.  I so much enjoy these marvelous experiences.  It is so great to serve the Lord again in this sacred and hallowed space.  I love walking the streets … pondering about Joseph the Lord’s Prophet, and my own faithful ancestors who were part of the Nauvoo community.

The Nauvoo Miracles continue, and I am blessed to experience them each day as I now serve in Nauvoo.  And the memories and experiences of the bygone time continue to bless me in the still expanding circle of my Nauvoo experiences.   The Spirit of Nauvoo is indescribable.  Just being here brings me such intense feelings of reverence as I represent the Lord Jesus Christ – and his chosen prophet, Joseph. 

I am so enjoying the special times – again – on the historic trail in Old Nauvoo.

Elder Kevin Hunt

Nauvoo Homes, Bricks, and the Legacy of Elder EH Belcher

By Kevin V. Hunt

Blog #20

Greetings to you all! I am pleased to preent this new blog to you, I have entitled this “Nauvoo Homes, Bricks, and the Legacy of Elder EH Belcher”.

This blog has been a long time coming – and it has come with much research and effort. The book talks of brick making in Old Nauvoo. There were about 2,000 homes built by the Latter-day Saints in Nauvoo between 1839 and 1846. This presentation talks of log homes, wood frame homes and of course the beautiful Nauvoo red brick homes. There were about 350 brick homes by the time that the Saints left Nauvoo beginning in 1846.

Elder Belcher (the father of my wife, Lou Dene) and his wife, Grandma Verna – were here in Nauvoo on a mission from 1979 to 1981. They served their entire two and a half years in the Lucy Mack Smith home as site guides. And with time on his hands, Elder Belcher researched and created the Nauvoo brick yard. And he created the now famous Nauvoo Brick that is taken by most visitors who come to Nauvoo.

This presentation details his efforts to create the Nauvoo Brickyard and the Nauvoo brick – that our guests still take home – and enjoy 45 years after Elder Belcher created it. It has become an iconic symbol linking the pioneers of by-gone times to us in the current age. Nearly everyone who comes to Nauvoo wants to have one of the special Nauvoo bricks as a memory of the Spirit and testimony (the power of the Holy Ghost) as they experience “this holy ground” that is so special.

This presentation reflects the history of all of the above.

I am sending you two different ways to open the file. One is a PDF file and the other is a PowerPoint Presentation.

Here are the two links. First, the link to the PowerPoint presentation:

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(Click on the link … then when it appears – double clink to open) It will take a minute to open. It is a big file.

When it opens, scroll down (or up) with the arrow keys) to view the entire presentation.

For the PDF version, Try this link: (And you will likely have to copy and paste it into your browser)

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Creation of this presentation came only after very extensive research and persistence in the search. I learned that there was very little material available for brick making in the 1840’s … but many of the processes have been used for many generations – and thousands of years.

Within a few days, I will create and publish the presentation as a new book on lulu.com. I will let you know when this happens. Meanwhile, enjoy the free copies!

On the trail of the Nauvoo Brick … Elder Kevin Hunt

Our Covenant Community of Nauvoo Missionaries

BLOG #19

By Kevin V. Hunt

Recently we witnessed another Nauvoo miracle, and it was truly a historic day for our covenant community of Nauvoo missionaries.  We had 300 Nauvoo missionaries all together.  Anytime you have 300 missionaries together, it becomes a historic moment, but this was one of the truly great moments.

The occasion was a full mission photo with everyone.  Getting that many missionaries together (other than maybe at the MTC) is a miracle in itself).   We gathered to the steps of the Nauvoo Temple for the grand event.

On the Sunday before, it was announced in our “ward” that we would have a group photo on Tuesday night.  We were told that we would meet after a mission-wide training – also to be that night.

On Monday evening, August 5th, we received a communication announcing the photo op.  It said, “We plan to take a mission-wide photo tomorrow evening, Tuesday, August 6th, on the front steps of the temple.  Please wear proselytizing missionary attire.  Our Tuesday night training will conclude at 7:00 so that we may assemble for the picture in time to catch the light.  Carpooling from the VC will help the parking challenge.”

Then Tuesday evening came, and the weather caused a change of plans.  It was interesting weather.  It wasn’t rainy, but it was kind of a different sky.  About 6:30 PM that night, we received a new communication.  It said that “our light is fading fast” and we were all instructed to “do not pass go … do not collect $200 …” – to go immediately to the Temple for photos.  We were told to be there at 7:00 PM.  This became a bit of a challenge since the missionaries had to come from the stage, from Carthage, and everywhere in between.

We got there just a few minutes before the new time and joined other missionaries on the temple steps.  And incidentally, there could not have been a better site for such a gathering.  The Temple has a dozen or so steps up to the front doors – so we could all be at different levels, be seen in the crowd, etc.  We still had to be a bit “friendly” as we tried to compact into the space – with so many of us, but it worked well.

Elder Mills is the mission photographer, and he had pulled his van up to the front of the Temple.  He had his camera set up on the top of his van.  He began taking practice shots with those that he had to work with.   Missionaries came to the gathering from all directions – and wearing whatever missionary attire they were in at the moment.

  Most of the senior missionaries wore “church clothes” – (white shirts and ties for the men).  But, the performing missionaries came in whatever attire they were then or would later be performing in.  Some even were to be on stage at that moment – performing “Sunset on the Mississippi” (a wonderful display of song, dance, and extreme energy) – and they had to tell their audience to “hold that thought”.  They left the stage and literally ran the two blocks away – all out of breath – having used most of it already on stage – to join us on the Temple steps.

Elder Mills kept taking “practice shots” as we continued to be joined by more missionaries “flying” in.  Our mission president, President Mehr – directed new-comers to side or other positions where they might be accommodated or seen best.  It was fun just to watch the whole process.  We were asked, “Does anyone know of someone who is missing?”  And the old quip:  “If you are not here, raise your hand.”

Elder Mills would do a count down and we could goof off on 1 and 2 and then on 3, we were to give our best smile.  We would think that we were done.  and then four or eight more missionaries would come running in and we’d have another count-down.  We finally called it good.  It was a fun activity – and with a magnifying lens, one can almost see us.  (As were leaving, we saw four young men Performing Missionaries who hadn’t run fast enough.  Sad!)

AN INTRODUCTION TO NAUVOO MISSIONARIES

First, a clarification … we are not called to the “Nauvoo Mission”.  There is not such a group.  We are the “Illinois Historic Sites” mission.   (Carthage is in our mission – so it is not just Nauvoo!)

Nauvoo – the full area and mission, even the community – is known as a “Covenant Community”.  That is what the Saints had when they were here – and the feeling continues with the missionaries who serve here.  We are all here to serve and help as needed.  No one tries to “out-shine” another.  And each one tries to help and love everyone.  We are all bound together by our own Gospel Covenants (in the Temple – and as set-apart missionaries).  We all work for the common good and for the overall mission of the Church – and as licensed representatives of our Lord Jesus Christ.  Each one of us has special talents and abilities which we are willing to share to assist and help fellow missionaries, visitors who come, and everywhere we can.  This concept of “Covenant Community” is real and it creates a special and wonderful bond between all of us.

In Nauvoo, there are really just two kinds of missionaries here – Elders and Sisters. And we all share the black nametag and the desire to serve our Lord.

Nearly everyone who serves here absolutely loves their time here.  Many try to come back again, and again – in whatever way they can.

There are about 300 missionaries in our mission.  Can you imagine that?

Our mission president happened by – on his bike – the other day when we were at the Red Brick Store, and we had a good conversation with him.  He shared some stats on our mission.

We have 66 Young Sister Missionaries (YPM’s).  Until last week, we had 71 Nauvoo Performing Missionaries (NPM’s).  So, if you are doing the math, that must mean that we must have about 160 or so Senior Missionaries – which means about 80 couples.  I just checked the roster and found 60 couples on the list.

Missionaries serve varying terms.  Senior Couples traditionally serve for 6, 12, 18 or 23 months.  (I guess 23 and not 24 is a “tax thing.)   NPM’s come for about 3 months each.  YSM’s are called for 18 months.  And our President noted that he has some flexibility in recruiting couples “as volunteers” (outside of the traditional mission call scenario).  These volunteers can be returning missionaries – or just interested couples – for short periods – or folks here just for busy times (like pageant support).

Serving as a Nauvoo missionary can be a “cheaper mission” (than many other missions( since the Church owns the housing, and contracts out for internet, utilities, etc.  (That becomes a good option for Bishops.  Housing is made available to all missionaries (of all kinds).

All missionaries buy and prepare their own meals.

Senior Missionaries drive and bring their own cars to the mission.  (And some even bring two … but we have not seen much of a need for a second vehicle.)  Performing Missionaries (NPM’s) and Young Sisters (YSM) are provided with mission bikes and cars as applicable.

One perk about serving a mission in Nauvoo is that families (for Senior Missionary Couples, Young Sister Missionaries, and Nauvoo Performing Missionaries) can and are encouraged to come to visit their family who serve here.    Many of the assigned homes of senior missionaries are limited relative to family accommodation space but some have a lot of room for guests.  (You do not seek the housing arrangements … it “finds you”.)   Families of the YSM’s or NPM’s would have to arrange for their own housing needs.  When family members come, they can tour on their own as their missionary is busy.  And the missionaries can be with their family guests “after hours” and on their P-days.  Family members are welcome at the Sunday meetings held by the missionaries.  (Friends are encouraged to attend the Nauvoo Visitors’ Branch … that is separate from the missionary meetings.)

When not assigned elsewhere – and on p-days – missionaries can visit and tour the many sites (restored homes and shops).  They can also attend and enjoy the many performances of the Nauvoo Performing Missionaries as they have time and as their schedule allows.

Senior Missionaries generally serve from 9 Am to 5 PM each day (Monday to Saturdays) and Sundays from 12 to 5 PM.  They get one P-day each week and can manage their own schedule and activities on these p-days. We often eat out at the Mi Camino Real Mexican restaurant in nearby Hamilton. This place is legit Mexican food!

There are only a handful of places to eat out in Nauvoo. And the opportunities for shopping and entertainment are very limited.  Most missionaries (of all kinds) do their shopping in nearby Keokuk – that is located about 12 miles “down river”.

Senior missionaries can even “escape” (when pre-arranged) for limited short trips back home – for weddings, funerals, and other special occasions.  These get-aways must be arranged through the Mission President and of course, all expenses are paid by the missionaries.

During the pageant – and throughout the summer, there are always fun and entertaining (and spiritual) events to participate in.  Typically, the mission conducts training events each Tuesday night.  Mission-wide training meetings are held twice each month and on the off nights, zones and districts stage their own training meetings and activities.

All missionaries of the Illinois Historic Sites mission are organized by districts and zones – just as in any other mission.  Missionaries (Senior Elders and Young Sisters) serve as these zone and district leaders.  Senior missionaries are also assigned to serve and receive “ministering couples” – as in wards back home.

Missionaries of all varieties (except Temple Missionaries) are called upon to teach Priesthood, Sunday School, and Relief Society lessons, to give talks, and to lead or play music in our various meetings – as in any other ward.

CALLS TO SERVE IN NAUVOO

When Sister Hunt and I were called to Nauvoo, my experience was based upon 49 years ago.  Then, Nauvoo missionaries were just that – Nauvoo Missionaries.  We were site missionaries (just as I am now).  Nowadays, there are a variety of mission calls that Nauvoo missionaries receive.

When we got to Nauvoo, I initially thought that we were just “Nauvoo Missionaries”. Then someone asked if we were called to be site missionaries.  I had to return to the mission call to see what we were called to do.  The call did say that “you are assigned to labor in the Illinois Historic Sites.  Your primary assignment is to serve as a historic site missionary.”

In a recent mission gathering, a leader asked how many of the Senior Couples did not specify Nauvoo on their missionary applications.  Everyone was surprised that about a third of the couples had not made any “request” on their Missionary Recommendation Form.  About two thirds of the group had specifically requested a call to Nauvoo as their designated preference.

Senior couples do have the option to note a request for a specific mission service area.  Couples can put in as many as five mission requests or preferences.  And the senior missionary website – on the church’s website talks about many current missionary options where or how Seniors can serve.  On this website, you can select missions and different functions – based upon a variety of designated types of missions (office, historic sites, family history and more).  These options also give details about the possible missions, the cost to the couple, geographic area, and more.  You can get very specific as you choose from the options available.  And this list changes quite regularly.  So, there are always new mission opportunities that pop up and as some are filled, they no longer show up.  The list that you see when you begin your mission journey will change dramatically by the time that you are ready to submit your Recommendation form.  You obviously can hone in on the Nauvoo opportunities.

You do also sign a statement that says you are willing to serve anywhere as needed.  There is no guarantee that you will be called as you desire.

THE CALL OF ELDER AND SISTER HUNT TO NAUVOO

Sister Hunt and I were among those who did not put in a missionary preference.  We did, at first, find many possible mission opportunities (as listed on seniormissionaries.org (on the Church website).  We got excited about some of them.  But, many of the places that we wanted were way beyond our somewhat limited resources available for funding such an adventure.  And in the end, we removed all preferences and requests.  We decided to just make ourselves available to serve wherever the Lord needed us – and for as long as He needed us.  We resorted to total faith and submitted our Recommendation Form through the Bishop and Stake President and looked forward with trust for the call to serve.  As with all missionaries, we looked forward to the big day when the envelope (of nowadays … the e-mail) that would bring the big news to us.

And the day that the call (finally) came, we excitedly opened our calls.  We were elated to learn that we had been called to serve in the Illinois Historic Sites mission.  Wow!  It was wonderful beyond our dreams and expectations.  We were actually quite speechless.  Nauvoo!  Wow!

The mission was really perfect for us.  I have noted that I served in Nauvoo as a “young missionary”.  (And so cool to return to serve in the same place and exact function as before.)  We had been to Nauvoo many times on various trips and treks through the years.  We served in the “City of Joseph” cast two different summers.  And Sister Hunt’s parents – Elder and Sister Belcher, served in Nauvoo for two and a half years – at the Lucy Mack Smith Home and the Brickyard – which her dad started.  She was destined to be one to carry on their special legacies.

And it helped that I am totally into history, family research, genealogy, and everything in between.  Of course, I have been a historian for much of my life.  And the Lord knew all of these things – our unique talents, skills and abilities that we could offer to Him.

[Import or have a link to my blog about Gratitude for Talents}

A while ago, I wrote a blog article that talked of this subject and my gratitude for the talents given to me.  Here is a link to that article:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VrfIRU29srPDu4RSpVgaj72POuSMzxiS/edit

I am the first to acknowledge that I have been given a multitude of special talents and abilities.  The Lord has greatly blessed me.  I am one who has worked to develop my talents and as I have done so, the Lord has graciously given me even more of them.  And with each new talent, I recognize that each has come from the Lord and through the power and inspiration of the Holy Ghost.  And I am truly grateful!

I hope that these talents were considered (of the Spirit) as my missionary recommendation was in the selection process.  I like to think that they played a part in my call to Nauvoo (in 1975 and again in 2024).

OUR SPECIFIC SERVICE ASSIGNMENT IN NAUVOO

And beyond the basic call, there is another little detail that is worth sharing.  Maybe I have already done so in a previous blog – but it is worth repeating.

When in the MTC most of the couples with us – and who were also going to Nauvoo – had received an advance notice of the home that they were to work in.  It was thought by all of us missionaries that we would receive such an assignment and that it was to be kind of a permanent arrangement.  We were also told that we would be given a “trainer” who would help us get oriented to the new call and site assignment.  (Sadly, we never did find this connection.)

We were kind of baffled by the fact that we seemed to be the only couple who had not received such an assignment.  We left the MTC – still with no assignment for our service – but with the assurance that it was “forthcoming”.  We were told our assignment would come soon.

We were traveling at high speed on the I-70 Interstate toward Nauvoo.  We were about halfway there.  We stopped at a rest stop.  I got back to the car before Lou did and used the moment to check e-mail messages to see if our assignment might have come.  It was there!  And of course, I read it with great interest and anticipation.  I loved it.  I could not wait to share the news with Sister Hunt.  She returned to the car, and I told her that we had received our much-anticipated site assignment.  I put her off a moment with my teasing.  Then it was time to share the truth with her.  We had been assigned to serve … YES!  IN THE LUCY MACK SMITH HOME … just has her folks had 45 years before.  She was in a state of total and absolute shock.  It took a few moments for her to internalize and believe it.  I enjoyed the moment as I saw her utter shock and disbelief.  Then reality sunk in.  We went forward!

(We did not realize it at the time, but we would not be given a long-term assignment.  The first assignment was really just that – a beginning.)  When we arrived, we actually spent our first day at the Browning Home and Gun Shop (not even in the Lucy Mack Smith home).  We did later serve for a few days at the Lucy Mack Smith home, and it was glorious.  And Sister Hunt broke down and got very emotional as she thought of her mother serving there … and her tears created a very special spiritual experience for her and the guests.  (The Spirit seems to accompany tears!)

SOMETIMES THE CALL IS NOT WHAT WAS SELECTED OR ANTICIPATED

I like to tell the story of my own mother and stepfather.  They were ready to go on a mission.  And as they completed their Recommendation form, they thought that they “had all of their t’s crossed and their I’s dotted” to serve in Nauvoo.  “Richard” even had some special connections at Church headquarters – so they thought it was a “done deal”.

Stepdad Richard, called the bishop after they received their mission calls.  He said to the bishop, “Now how did you spell Nauvoo on that application?”  The bishop spelled it out saying, “N-A-U-V-O-O”  Richard said, “Well, let us tell you how THEY spell it!”  He then spelled out “T-O-O-W-O-O-M-B-A.”  The bishop was baffled.  He said, “Where in the world is that?”  Richard said, “Toowoomba, Australia”. And yes, they were called as institute teachers “out in the bush” (way off the beaten path) in the state of Queensland, Australia.

When we were in the MTC, there was a couple there who heard that we were going to Nauvoo, They expressed frustration (almost anger) that they were not called to Nauvoo as they had designated and anticipated.  They were very jealous and boisterous about this.  We felt bad for them.

When I was on my “youth mission”, I was in Tallahassee, Florida.   I was surprised as a new call or “assignment” came and which would facilitate me getting transferred from Florida to serve my final six months in Nauvoo.  This was quite an unusual call and one which I normally would not have thought possible.  (I did have advance notice – of the Spirit – at the beginning of my mission of such a future call) and I did have previous skills that prepared me for such an opportunity.  I had served for two years as a “youth guide” at the Mesa Temple Visitors’ Center – and that was a grand experience.

As members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, we all believe in a Prophet of God, and know that ultimately, all mission calls come over the signature of the current prophet – now President Russell M. Nelson.   

Many Apostles have shared with church members how they have been a part of the mission assignment process – and how they have assigned missionaries to their coming missions.  And then after their process, the calls are signed by the Prophet and then they are sent to the missionaries.  And so, with faith, we can all go forward believing and knowing that all calls ultimately come from the Lord’s Prophet as the Lord’s personal representative.   The Lord knows each of us personally and he knows our talents, skills, and abilities – and where and how we might best serve Him.

Many – but not all – mission calls to Nauvoo begin service in March, April or May.  Missionaries serve through the summer, one winter, and another summer.  About half of the missionary force goes home in late fall (6 or 18 months after they come to Nauvoo).

TYPES OF MISSION CALLS TO NAUVOO

After we arrived in Nauvoo, we learned that there are many different calls to Nauvoo.  And we learned that there are a multitude of different missionary assignments or functions in Nauvoo.  The call, as noted above, comes from the Prophet.  Then once in the mission, all missionaries come under the direction of the local mission president and as he is led of the Spirit, he sends missionaries where the Lord wants them to serve.  And he can give various assignments and delegate functions as he deems best for the mission.  And in these assignments, typically, he can move people around and give different tasks.  No additional or specific “call” (from the Prophet) is given, but the President does call his missionaries to these many different assignments.  That is also the case in Nauvoo with our President Mehr.

I believe that there are at least six different Nauvoo calls that could be specified on the Prophet’s mission call.

THE CALL TO SERVE AS A YOUNG SISTER MISSIONARY (YSM) IN NAUVOO

Many young sister missionaries are surprised by a call to serve in Nauvoo.  This has often “not been on their radar” but most seem to enjoy being here once they get over the initial shock.  They have a strong “sisterhood” here and they enjoy being and serving together.

As noted above, most missionaries begin service in the spring.  This is also the case for the Young Sister Missionaries.  They serve for six months (or so) – through one summer.  They then receive a new call (also from the Prophet as in standard mission calls) to serve in a 6-month “outbound mission” as they call it.  These calls can be to anywhere in the United States.  They go on their outbound missions – and serve for six months as regular proselyting missionaries just as any other missionary in the world.  Then in the spring, they return back to Nauvoo for their third mission “trimester”.

About half of the YSM force leaves for home this fall, and half will leave for their “outbound” missions.  There are no YSM’s assigned to Nauvoo during the winters (with severe cold and diminishing visitors).  The whole “campus” is manned by just the Senior Missionaries in the wintertime.  (The Temple is still open, and many Temple missionaries remain over the winter.)

We have YSM’s of varied ethnic groups – and they add much to the “covenant community”. Each one is valued in their roles and service.  There are several YSM’s who speak Spanish, and they come from various parts of the US, Mexico, and other countries.  They are always anxious to find Spanish families with whom they can share tours and special experiences.  They serve all over but are also “on call” for any time that we have Spanish speaking guests who come to us.  They come and meet the group and take them on tours of various places in the community.

THE SISTERS ARE CALLED TO SERVE “OUT-BOUND” MISSIONS

As noted, the YSM’s serve an outbound mission for the middle third of their missions.  There is a traditional night – usually late July or early August – when each Sister receives a new mission call.  And by tradition, they all gather at the historic 70’s Hall (the earliest church MTC) for the big night together.  On this night, each Sister receives her own new call.  Excitement is high as they all wonder where they – and their sisters – might be called.  (And how cool is that to receive a mission call in the 70’s Hall – the 1840’s site of missionary training.  In those days, many missionaries actually received calls (after the building was completed – which was after the Martyrdom) by Brigham Young.  Many of the departing missionaries were ordained Seventies. There were 35 quorums of Seventy in Nauvoo.  On January 12, 1845, Brigham issued calls to 24 Seventies in the morning audience.  And then in the afternoon, an equal number of High Priests were called.)

Each mission president in Nauvoo develops his own plan as to the format and plans for the evening, but the function is still the same.  The meeting is scheduled, the sisters arrive, they receive their new calls (delivered in some way by the mission president) and then the Sisters all reveal somehow where they are going.  And then there is a lot of “girl” hype and energy as they celebrate together.

The Senior Couples were not invited to the event – that was just between them and Elder and Sister Mehr, but we did gather outside the 70’s Hall and anxiously awaited the moment of their coming out of the hall.  We were there to support and cheer them on – and this was a grand time for them and us.  All of the Senior Sisters hugged the YSM’s (and vice versa) and we all rejoiced in the joy of the moment. It was truly a grand and wonderful event for all of us who participated – either getting a call or as members of the support team.

THE CALL TO SERVE IN THE TEMPLE

There is a plethora of missionary couples who serve in various Temple functions at the Nauvoo Temple.  They serve as sealers and ordinance workers.  I am not sure how many couples serve there, but I found some information that said that 60 homes were built in 2002 to house Temple missionaries.  They have nice housing.  The Temple missionaries wear black name tags like the rest of us. 

They actually serve under direction of their Temple President – not our mission president – so we do not have a lot of official contact with them.  They do come to many events where our missionaries participate, and it is always fun to have them come.  They seem to have a lot of time (outside of their Temple responsibilities) to come to visit and tour the many sites – and so “site missionaries” get frequent interaction with them.

The Temple missionaries also do not come to our Sunday meetings.  They are actually sent (kind of permanently) out to attend church each Sunday in the various small wards surrounding Nauvoo.

THE CALL TO SERVE IN FAMILY HISTORY

There is a FamilySearch history center here in Nauvoo.  It is located across the street from the Temple.  The function is housed in the historic and restored home/store of Raymond Clark.   I think that there are two couples who serve there all of the time.

There used to be a “Land and Records” office where people could also get help to locate their people – to map and to see where their people lived in Old Nauvoo.  After COVID, that function was moved to the Visitors’ Center.  And the responsibility for the desk rotates around to whatever missionaries get rotated in to serve at the Center each day.

THE CALL TO SERVE IN THE MISSION OFFICE, MEDICAL, AND OTHER IMPORTANT FUNCTIONS

Some older sisters have been specifically called to serve in office functions.

A medical doctor (and wife) is called to assist all of the missionaries in medical needs, referrals to local medical providers, etc.  And as the doctor serves, the sister is called to serve in the sewing room – or elsewhere as needed.

Another Elder is a veterinarian and he, of course, is called to take care of all of the medical needs for the animals who also serve here with us. 

These doctors are called specifically for their medical skills and knowledge.

THE CALL TO SERVE IN THE PAGEANT – AND AS SUPPORT AND ADMINISTRATIVE HELP

Two or three couples served in administrative functions relative to the pageants.  These folks actually work at their function – recruiting, processing, scheduling, etc. – all winter – but they work from home – and have to go to various try-outs, etc., in Salt Lake – in preparation for the coming performing season.

As my previous blog stated, families can also sign up to be Pageant missionaries (i.e. cast members).  The “Core Cast” is chosen by auditions, and they come for a month during the summer.  There are three or four different casts of like 300 people.   Each cast comes for two weeks.

There are also many “pageant volunteers” who come to serve but who are not in the casts.  These folks can serve as security guards, in parking, photography – and other support functions.  This is a great role for couples who want to serve – but who cannot commit to a full 6, 12, or 18-month mission.  We knew several of these volunteers and they seemed to be having a grand time – like all of the rest of “us”.

Cast members eat catered food at the Pageant Building – located a couple of miles east of town.  I am not sure of the financial arrangements for the food.  Costumes are provided for the cast members.   (And there are missionary sisters who are called or assigned to the creation of these 100’s of costumes … that is another missionary opportunity).

The challenge is housing.  Each individual family is responsible for finding their own housing.  Families could bring an RV and stay in it at Camp Nauvoo. They can tent or RV at the Nauvoo State Park.  Google (all knowing) states that the Nauvoo State Park does have showers in a shower building.  The building also has flush toilets.  There are RV sites and some small cabins (“tiny houses”.)

There are also a great many cabins, AirBandB and other contracted rental places.  These can be rather expensive, and they tend to fill up fast during the pageant season.  If you want to be in the pageant cast, you need to arrange housing early.

When not on the stage, pageant cast members have free time to explore the many restored homes and shops while they are here.

Being in the pageant is a glorious and magnificent experience.  It can be the highlight of a teen’s life and will create memories and testimonies that will last many years.  Being in the cast can be a costly adventure but the benefits probably outweigh the challenges and costs. 

Cast members do not receive a mission call from Church Headquarters but they do have to be cleared by their local leaders for participation.  Calls to be in the cast come from the Senior Missionaries who administer the pageant.  Applications must be submitted by early fall in anticipation of the being in the pageant the following summer.

THE CALL TO BE A NAUVOO PERFORMING MISSIONARY (NPM)

We have a great army of Nauvoo Performing Missionaries here. They are energetic, fabulous and totally amazing.

We have had two different “casts” of NPM’s.  One cast came in May.  They came and practiced for a month and then performed for two very intense months.  The other cast came in July and practiced for a month. They began performing in mid-August and they will be here until about the first of October.

Elder Lunt has administered the NPM program for the past 18 months.  A new couple has now taken over for the coming 18 months.  Elder Lunt told me that as the summer cast completed their service commitments, they all flew out of St. Louis for their own homes on one day – and it took a convoy of about seven large vans to get the 43 missionaries there.  He said that there were 28 members in the “Summer Cast” – plus the members of the Nauvoo Brass Band.  This included two missionaries who were tech guys (who managed sound, lights, and other systems).  Two performers were specialty violin players.  And there were 24 performing missionaries.  There is the same group size  of “Fall Cast” members.  And of the 24, half are guys and half are ladies.  (This makes it better for dancing!)

All of these performing missionaries live in large group homes that accommodate six or eight of them.

Each of these NPM’s receive a call to serve for their designated time.  They wear black nametags and are known as Elder and Sister.  (And they are equal with the rest of us.)  The NPM’s are single young adults who are between the ages of 18 and 25.   Some of the NPM’s have returned for multiple years – but most are new recruits each year.  Some of the NPM’s come to Nauvoo as mission “preemies” – meaning that they come before serving or as they prepare to serve regular proselyting missions.  And some have already served their proselyting missions.

These performing missionaries stage a plethora of wonderful shows throughout each day. 

Then every night, they perform with great energy and enthusiasm in their production of “Sunset on the Mississippi”.

In addition to the so-named NPM’s, there is also a dedicated corps of folks who are “Died in the wool” (or living in the legend of Highland dancers – with kilts and all – and whatever is underneath them) bagpipers who come to Nauvoo at Pageant time. 

These 20 or so folks (young and old) do not receive mission calls, but they come – sometimes year after year – as “volunteers”.  They are absolutely amazing and so fun to have here.  They march down the streets and perform and squeeze their pipes – with their unique and wonderful sounds – throughout the town.  They play for many major events and performances while they are here. They bring their own kind of energy and excitement to the town – and it is so sad when they make their departure.

These performing missionaries all have a Monday P-day but at all other hours, they are on stage (various stages and performing scenarios).   They start early each morning and work until late in the evening – with only short breaks for lunch and dinner.  And they don’t just “act” … they sing, clog, and dance with great energy and enthusiasm.  We wonder how they can keep up with the demands of their rigorous performance schedule. They literally run from one performance to the next – and they entertain crowds on the street, at the Cultural Hall, at lawn “parks”, at the 70’s Hall. 

Another 15 or young people (NPM’s) serve in the Nauvoo Brass Band.  These young people all play one or multiple instruments.  And they maintain the 1840’s tradition as the original Nauvoo Brass Band – and all that this entails.  They have their own horse-drawn “wagon or carriage”, and they go all around the town (on the streets and in front of the historic sites – wherever they can get a crowd (large or small) to hear them.

All of these Nauvoo Performing Missionaries have been preparing much of their lives for such an  experience.  They have all put in many years of endless practices and performances – and now get to use their unique talents to help build the Lord’s Kingdom in very special ways.

HOW TO GET A CALL TO SERVE AS A NAUVOO PERFORMING MISSIONARY

A few days ago, Sister Hunt and I were serving for the day at the John Taylor home and the Times and Seasons building (combined as one tour).  We were asked to remain closed for the first hour or two (to ensure that there were no “photo-bombers”.  We discovered that a couple of NPM’s were selected to be “on camera”.  They represented the many NPM’s of the current cast.  Their mission was to help create an “advertising clip” to help the Church recruit new Nauvoo Performing Missionaries for future years.

We watched as Sister Shields began the conversation, “Hello, I’m Sister Shields.  I am a Nauvoo Performing Missionary” and then Elder Carroll as he said, “And I’m Elder Carroll …”  They said their lines to a director and a camera guy. Sometimes they goofed up and had to repeat the lines two or three times before they got it “perfect”.  But ultimately, they did it right.

Their mission of the morning was to create a video clip to be posted on the official ChurchofJesusChrist.org website – to be used to encourage future would-be Nauvoo Performing Missionaries in the coming summer(s).  They explained the recruitment and application process.  They explained how would-be performers need to submit clips of their singing, dancing and performing prowess.   

THE CALL TO BE A TEAMSTER MISSIONARY

If you are a guy who loves everything about horses, then this mission might be the call for you.  There are about 16 or so men who serve as Teamsters.  They have to feed and care for the fleet of 26 or so large horses (like Belgians).  They drive carriages and wagons pulled by horses.  Generally. there are two Elders on each conveyance.  One is the driver and the other goes as the companion for moral support and safety.  Teamsters also manage the “oxen experience” – leading visitors in wagons pulled by oxen.

The “Wagon Ride” takes riders around busy Nauvoo and the Sister guides talk about various sites as they make the 30-minute ride through old Nauvoo.   One Sister goes along with each “wagon ride”.  The sisters sit in the back of the wagon and deliver scripts about the town of Nauvoo.  And the wife of one teamster driver (who is not giving the carriage tour) is assigned to work in the sewing room or as site missionaries.

The “Carriage Ride” goes off into the “north 40” through the beautiful countryside (going “over the woods and through the river”).  Two Teamster Elders go together on this ride (and their wives get assigned on other duties).  Along their way, they share stories of interesting pioneers who lived here in old Nauvoo.

The horses do not work on Sundays and so the Teamsters are generally assigned to work in the various sites on Sunday afternoons.  (All sites are open Sundays from noon to 5:00 PM.)

Teamsters also get a “p-day” – as do all missionaries.  These p-days (as do ours) rotate to different days each month – so that all missionaries are not off at the same time.

THE MISSIONARY ANIMALS

As noted, there are about 26 very large horses that pull wagons.  And there are six or so large oxen.  These animals are on their own missions … and we all treat them as regular missionaries.  They do not wear name tags.  And I am not sure how they receive their “calls”.  I am sure that they are a part of an intense recruitment plan.  They do also have a “p-day” (“pasture day”) one day a week and all animals are off and do no work on Sundays.

The horses seem to enjoy their function and role in the overall excitement of Nauvoo.  You can see their pride as they prance along and pull the wagons and carriages (large people transporting caravans on wheels) throughout the town. 

And they seem attached to their partners with whom they “share the pull”. They stand with their partners even when they are in the fields.

We are all grateful for these majestic missionaries who serve with us.

THE CALL TO BE SITE MISSIONARIES

Site missionaries – like Sister Hunt and I – serve in the 30 or so restored homes and shops of Old Nauvoo.  We are given scripts for the many places, and we learn each of them as we rotate through the various homes.  Unlike my in-laws, who remained in the Lucy Mack Smith home for ALL of their two-and-a-half-year mission. …   (And Sister Hunt and I cannot even begin to fathom that scenario), we get moved around almost daily to the different historic sites.  And generally, we are even in a different home each day of the week. So, we “work” or serve 6 days each week and have to know all of the various scripts.

It may seem to some that such a scenario would be a major challenge.  But, it really is not as bad as it may seem.  When given a new home, we have a week or two of advance notice.  This gives us time to study, learn and practice the script for the new place.  We have created a mini leather journal book (for each of us) that contains our scripts and we can read quotes from this – and it looks really legit.

I tape the tour script for Lou – and then we listen to it a few times over breakfast.

Then at the site, we kind of have to refer often to our book of scripts – for the first time or two.  Then after that, giving the tour is easier each time that we present it.  And after giving it ten or more times in a day, we learn it fast.  And once learned, it kind of sticks with us.  And we acknowledge that the Spirit can “bring all things to our remembrance”.  And He always seems to come through for us.  So, it gets easier and easier.

And when we later (a week or two or a month later) get assigned again to the place, we can quickly review as above – to prepare once more for service in the site.  And again, the words come back to our minds.  One week was a bit of a challenge.  We had a different site assignment every day – and four of the sites were new to us.  This gave us a workout, but we made it through okay.

I will introduce the many historic sites in a future blog.  You can hold me to it!

In addition to serving as “site missionaries”, our “friends” and companions also serve in other “assignments” beyond or as an extended part of the call.  Some of these functions include:

               Zone and district leaders

               Mission Presidency

               Ministering Brothers and Sisters

               Mentoring couples (for new couples in the mission)

               Site Coordinators (to “shepherd” the site, order materials, coordinate needed repairs, etc.  (Sister Hunt and I serve in this role for the Joseph Homestead, Mansion House, and the Nauvoo House.

               Mission Historians (tasked with creating an annual Mission “ministering” history of events and activities, training, and more for the mission (per General Church guidelines for histories)

               Coordinators for sacrament, speakers, and music for the “Visitors’ Branch” (and the Senior Elders get to bless and pass the sacrament)

               Vehicle fleet management

               Sewing of costumes (for pageant and for regular missionaries).  This role can also be a designated “mission call”, as well.  As noted above, sisters whose husbands are teamsters often work in this role)

               One Elder is assigned as the mission “scheduler”.  He has the massive job of creating the composite service schedule for all missionaries each week)

               Computer Techs (a team of them) provide support for all gatherings and even personal assistance for computer or other tech problems.

               Photographer for mission events

               Support (ushering and set-up, etc.) of events staged by the Nauvoo Performing Missionaries

               Shoeing the horses – working with Amish experts who come to assist.

               Working in the Blacksmith Shop forge

               Finance record keeping.       

               Serving on 3-month or whatever time shifts in Carthage.  (There are generally two senior couples and two YSM’s assigned out there.  They live in Carthage and work there each day.  And they return to Nauvoo for Church, training meetings, Etc.)

               Serving as the “postmaster” for distribution of all incoming mail for all missionaries (including Temple missionaries)

               Coordinating the contract to ensure that we have plenty of ginger cookies to serve in the Scovil Bakery

               Planning of mission events and programs

               Training meeting coordination for all missionaries

               Working at the “Brick Yard” to create thousands of bricks to be distributed to the many visitors who come to Nauvoo.

               Scheduling of interviews for or with President Mehr

               Daily cleaning of each site after the day of serving there – performed by the missionaries who served at the site together.

As one can see, there are plenty of assignments – and opportunities to share current talents – as well as to explore or gain some new ones.  Everyone gets a chance to use their own special talents.  There seems to be a special job for each and all missionaries serving here.

In making this list, Sister Hunt and I have probably left off many of the tasks performed by missionaries … but you probably get the idea.  It is much more than the mission call to serve here in Nauvoo.

THE CALL TO SERVE AS FACILITIES MAINTENANCE (FM) MISSIONARIES

We did not know that there was such a person or responsibility when we received our own Nauvoo calls.  We have come to learn how fabulous they are.  Our “Covenant Community” in Nauvoo could not survive without them.

There is a whole cadre of FM missionaries out here.  They are everywhere and into everything.  They are very much needed to keep all of the historic sites open, functioning, and in good repair, and looking beautiful.

Some of these FM functions include many of the “skilled trades” – of facility maintenance and upkeep.  There is a huge collection of tasks to be done, and these people willingly serve wherever they are needed.  Many of these people are called to be facility maintenance missionaries because of their skills, abilities, and background as “general handyman”, plumber, painter, furniture maker, general maintenance and cleaning.   Specific tasks or assignments could vary daily and could include specialty or project work performed – or as special needs come up:

               General facility maintenance

               Facility cleaning

               Specialized cleaning of heirlooms, historic relics, and artifacts

               Lawn mowing and tree trimming.

               Arborist management of the 100’s of trees on the “campus”

               Painting of window frames, buildings, and anything and everything that needs a facelift – in compliance with the overall maintenance plan for each site or structure.

               Cleaning and preparation of missionary housing (in preparation of new missionaries as they arrive or change houses)

               Perform home maintenance for the 130 or so church properties (homes and shops) where missionaries of all kinds live).  This includes painting, A/C service, utility maintenance, getting rid of mold, mowing and trimming,

               Creating beautiful and luxuriant gardens, flower displays, and everything related to the development and maintenance of planters, gardens at sites, and general beautification of the wonderful world around us.

               Set-up of physical facility arrangements for events and activities (chairs, stages, etc.)

               Creating new draperies for historic sites as needed

               Reading or development of building plans

               Performing very delicate and specialize cleaning of old relics and artifacts – to carefully preserve them for current and future enjoyment by visitors.  (Some of these articles have been in the homes for 50 years or more.  I remember many of them from when I was here 49 years ago – all due to the care that is given to them.

               Provide routine and long-term maintenance projects as needed by the FM team.

               Making plumbing, A/C, and heater repairs and installations

               Repair of structures at the various Nauvoo historic sites

               Cleaning of multiple restrooms used by missionaries and visitors.

               Window cleaning for all buildings

               Repair or creation of toys at the Pioneer Pastime Pavilion, props, and demonstration items

               Cleaning of pioneer costumes at Pioneer Pastimes

               Pick-up of old cleaning rags and supplies and delivery of new supplies to the sites

               Creating or making benches and other specialized wood projects as needed anywhere (and created in the fabulous on-site FM wood shop)

               Greenhouse management (even in the changing seasons)

               Road maintenance

               Driving and maintenance of various vehicles and heavy equipment

               Tool Sharpening

Anyone (male of female) who has general maintenance or specialized abilities in any or many of the “skilled trades”, could be a candidate for a call as a Nauvoo FM missionary.    You could serve in these functions – and never have to give a missionary discussion or a site presentation.

THERE IS A NEED FOR EVERYONE HERE … EACH PERSON HAS SPECIFIC TALENTS AND ABILITIES TO CONTRIBUTE TO OUR “NAUVOO COVENANT COMMUNITY”

No matter what your background or abilities, or even your limitations, there is something that you can contribute to the Nauvoo (and Illinois Historic Sites) mission.  We are a part of a mini (or large) utopia community that exists to help visitors have spiritual experiences relative Jesus Christ, to the restoration of the Gospel through the Prophet Joseph, and the building up of the Lord’s kingdom in this sacred historic site – even the Nauvoo “Covenant Community”.  We truly “walk on holy ground” and you could be a part of the team on this holy ground.

And I might add that if you do not see yourself in the church communications or opportunities posted for Nauvoo missionaries, you could always contact the mission president, Daniel Mehr, and tell him of your unique circumstances, interests and availability and perhaps he can (with you) create your own special opportunity to serve here in Nauvoo.  It is worth the try!

And if after all of this, you do not now see yourself as a missionary in Nauvoo, send this blog on to someone else who could be a Nauvoo Missionary!

WE ARE LIKE CRAYONS IN THE BOX

Here in Nauvoo, we are all like crayons in a big  box of crayons (like the giant 120 box).  “Each of us has a role, none are more important than any other job.  They are necessary and we need to learn to work together just like we need all the colours in a crayon box to make a beautiful picture.”  (homestreamradio.com)  “We are a box of crayons, each of us is unique, but when we get together the picture is complete.”  (Unknown author)

Each one of us come “to the box” (Nauvoo, our “Covenant Community”) with our own talents and special skills.  If we are willing to get in and be in the box – with the others – then God can use those talents and abilities to create a beautiful picture made up of all of the colors in the box.  Each person – with their own skills and talents are needed here.  Individually, we can be a wonderful color, but when we all pull together, the opportunities are amazing and spectacular.  That is our opportunity as we serve in Nauvoo – and it can be available to any who will develop the talents and skills (and interest) to be put into the Nauvoo crayon box.  And God, Christ, the Holy Ghost, our Prophet, and mission leaders can all help us to achieve our best color for our unique roles in the box.

Happy to be one called to serve on the Nauvoo Covenant Path (the mission trail) …  Elder Kevin Hunt

Markers, Monuments, … and the Dash

Blog # 18 (Part 1)

By Kevin V. Hunt

Markers, monuments … and the dash!   That is the life goal of every family historian (like me).

Over the years, we have received bulletins or newsletters from various family organizations established to help us remember our pioneer ancestral lines.  Just this summer we received one from the “Parker Press”.  My wife’s lineage includes Parker ancestors starting back many generations in her direct line.  In this issue, I found a great quote for the moment: “… each marker represents a person, once living, a breathing person with a story or stories to share.”

With the passage of time and lives, various markers – headstones and other markers – are placed along the trail to mark the spot wherein lies the final earthly remains of a once breathing person.  Often these stones show a carved inscription such as 1811 – 1852.  That is what the marker for my 3rd Great Grandfather, Nathan Calhoun Cheney (located in Centerville, Utah) would have read – if it even had the dash. 

I have found just a few hints about the dash of Nathan Cheney – and I will share those in a future blog post.  (Admittedly, Nathan Calhoun Cheney is one of my ancestor heroes.  I sure look forward to meeting him.  I have always thought that his “dash” was way too short!)

Sadly, that is what most stones have – just a beginning date, an ending date, and the dash in between.  What I want to know about is the “dash” for each ancestor.  In that dash, there is likely much of joy, trails with pain and suffering, greatness, of adventure, of a whole lot of life … and always a story.   Everyone has a story!    Some are waiting to be discovered.  Sometimes a story can be found in personal and family histories– and at other times, the dash is left totally to the imagination of those of us who have followed behind.

As a “dash hunter” for nearly sixty years, I am constantly looking for even the slightest hints of ways to expand that dash for as many ancestors as possible – and to share it/them with my family.  Those dash stories are so interesting and wonderful.  We should all find and then celebrate the “dash” of everyone in our family tree – both roots and branches.

GRAVE HUNTING WITH THE FAMILY

According to two daughters – reminiscing with “wo is me” in a single week – I guess I abused my children as they grew up.  I dragged them incessantly to cemeteries all over Utah.  I guess they had a traumatic childhood – thanks to me.  Admittedly, we went to a few cemeteries … but I didn’t think that I went to enough to traumatize the children – so that they never want to again go to a cemetery.

Mom’s Larsen Family in the Fairview, Utah Cemetery

Most of the cemeteries were kind of on the beaten path so they weren’t too challenging to find.  The challenge came because we would not know where in the cemetery our people were buried.   Upon arrival at a new cemetery, I would send my forces (all nine children) off to all points within the cemetery looking for the desired headstone(s).  (It was a great activity when children needed a break from the van.)

One site was particularly bad and was so bad, I guess, that the authorities could probably come after me for what I did to all of the children on that occasion.  No doubt, it may have  permanently warped the children.    We found ourselves in the middle of nowhere in central Utah (literally) in the remote village of Teasdale.  I had never been to this place in my life – and the likelihood of getting back there again was pretty slim.  I knew that this one was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to find my 3rd Great Grandfather, Amos Hunt.  Most of my Hunts (from 1850 to my grandparents – were buried in Enterprise, Utah).  Amos lived in southern Utah (around Enterprise) most of his life, but for his last couple of years, he lived with his daughter in Teasdale.  And he died there.

Okay, so it may not have been the greatest of circumstances.  It was winter, snowy and it was bitter cold.  And most of the headstones were kind of hidden under the white stuff.  Nonetheless, I sent out the troops.  They were obedient, but they didn’t go happily.  Gratefully, one of the soldiers did finally find the desired stone.

This experience was before the modern internet convenience.  As I was writing this blog article, I decided to do a Google search for “Amos Hunt gravestone in Teasdale, Utah”.  It worked!  Within seconds, it was as if I was right there in the Teasdale, Utah and easily found the stone but minus the white stuff.  I totally missed out on the adventure of finding the stone and the ambiance was just not the same!

MORE THAN JUST HISTORICAL SITES

I remember seeing signs for historic markers everywhere on our travels with the family through the years, but unless  they coincided with a “drink and drain” function, we usually did not stop.  Looking back now, I think that we may have missed out a bit.  There are a lot of historic things out there that would have warranted a quick stop.

So, we, of course, are here in Nauvoo – a very historic place.  Everything around us is historic in some way.  Sister Hunt and I were called as “historic site guides”, and this means that we spend all of our days guiding folks and interpreting the history that is all around us.  But, even we, with all of that around us, could miss much of that which is lurking hidden everywhere.  I realized that we just need to open our eyes and expand our vision a bit.

A TOUR OF IOWA AND ILLINOIS MARKERS AND SITES

It was to be our p-day, and we didn’t have much going on.  One can only look at the walls around us so much.  I always ask Sister Hunt what she would like to do – and being a “home body”, her answer is always the same.  “I can’t think of anything.”  She never has a long list of things to do nor places to go.  But gratefully, she is always willing to go along with any on most adventure I might think up.   This one particular Saturday (then on a p-day) seemed the perfect day to go out and about.  Sister Hunt went along for the ride – afraid that the boogie man might get me if out by myself in the boondocks, etc.  Women have a great imagination for such things!  I was happy to have her along for the ride.  She makes good company (and I am glad that we are missionary companions.)

Quincy is in Adams County – south of Lima

I decided that we would take a history tour seeking anything and everything within a fifty-mile radius out from us.  In preparation for the trip, I researched the internet the night before, for any “Mormon Pioneer” era markers that might be nearby.  And so it was, on our p-day, that we headed out on a wandering adventure for the day.   Before leaving, however, I doused my pant legs (at the ankles) and my shoes with some chigger deterrent spray.  This is a must in our country.  Chiggers are a microscopic, little “cootie” that creeps onto you unawares and then grabs you in the crotch or anywhere else around the belt, or on the legs.  And we sure don’t want to get cooties!   (Chiggers … not on the list of favorite creatures.)

We drove east from Nauvoo, and then north, and west across the Ft. Madison bridge (on the Mississippi River) and crossed into Iowa.  Ft. Madison is a rather historic site – in and of itself – but we were specifically seeking sites peculiar to pioneers of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (then known as “The Mormons”) (1840-1850).  [There is that “dash” again].

We drove south from Ft. Madison toward the town of Keokuk, Iowa.  We first went to the “Linger Longer Park”.  (What kind of name is that?  Sounded like a Young Single Adult Sunday excuse to eat a little earlier on a fast Sunday.)  Well, that was the name.  With a bit of imagination, Google was somehow able to get us to the remote spot on the banks of the Mississippi River – and just north of present-day Montrose (formerly part of Zarahemla!)   

We found ourselves in a quiet little spot across the river from Nauvoo.  (And we could see the majestic spires of our Temple on the hill.)

THE MIRACLE OF THE QUAIL

It was October 9, 1846.  Most of the Saints had already left Nauvoo and had headed out across Iowa.  The ones who were left were the poorest of the poor – who had no means to make the journey.  They were ill-equipped and quite unprepared.   They had been forced out of Nauvoo during the “War of Nauvoo” a few days before.  The Saints were impoverished and destitute as they “camped” on the riverbank just over the river.

On that occasion, several flocks of quail flew into their camp and provided them with sufficient food – enough to feed about 640 people.  Eye-witness participants said that quail were everywhere, and the Saints could just go and scoop them up – to be prepared and made into a tasty meal.

The miracle is reminiscent of the miracle that the Lord performed for ancient Israel during their exodus our of Egypt under the leadership of Moses.  This was truly a miracle for the Saints.

This site is also the first stop for the frozen emigrating Saints as they made it across the frozen Mississippi River – as they were pressed prematurely out of Nauvoo.  They spent some miserable nights in the bitter cold there along the frozen river – with wagons pointed west and headed for Salt Lake City – far out in the unknown west.  Many folks were not equipped for that horrible scene that befell them.

In light of the above, Montrose obviously became the start of the Mormon migration west.  Now the historic Lee County site hosts a marker stating such by the Iowa Mormon Trails Association.

We did find the markers – but they were not quite as depicted on Google.  Time had taken its toll on the once beautiful markers.

It was noted at the plaque placement ceremonies that more improvements were planned for the next couple of years – including paving the parking lot and adding shelters to the picnic tables.  (I must have missed those!)

RIVERVIEW PARK IN MONTROSE, IOWA

Just a mile or two south – still at the river’s edge, we found the Riverview Park.  If this park was impressive at some point, it had outlived that designation.  The smell of dead fish along the riverbank seemed to mask the beauty of what might have been.

Montrose, Iowa is historic for a few reasons.  One is that prior to or concurrent to the settlement of Nauvoo, many of the Saints – recently extracted from Missouri, had ventured north seeking a peaceful new gathering place.  (Joseph Smith was still in the Liberty Jail.)  Many the exiled Saints found meager refuge in what was already an “abandoned” military base (old Ft. Des Moines).   And if the place had been long abandoned before, imagine what time did to them.  They could not have been too marvelous.

One can only imagine how bad these facilities might have been.  Of course, this was long before the advent of modern plumbing – for toilet functions – or for getting water. 

The weather then was bitter cold.  But, nonetheless, the Saints were brave enough to huddle into what had to be very squashed and most uncomfortable quarters.  Wilford Woodruff stated that he and his family moved into one “barracks” room that they shared with the Brigham Young family.  (Quite the scene for two future prophets holed up in such scant circumstances together.)

On June 20, 1839, the “Mormon” Church (more specifically The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) bought 20,000 acres of land around Montrose from Isaac Galland for $2 an acre.  In 1841, 750 Mormons lived in the newly created Iowa stake.  In Montrose, the Prophet Joseph Smith was in Montrose and made the statement that the Mormons would be driven to the Rocky Mountains and would become a powerful people.”   (Source: Ensignpeakfoundation.org/Montrose-iowa-monuments-2003)

This site, along with three other historic Mormon Pioneer sites were originally dedicated all on one day in 2003 with appropriate fanfare and a small entourage of local dignitaries.   In those days, the dedication trek began at Keokuk and moved northward to the Linger Longer scene noted above.  Doug Atterberg was the local historian most responsible for the joyous occasions.  The plaques were created in concert by the Mormon Trails Organization and the local Lee County Conservation Board and supported by local leaders.  A double quartet must have been impressive when they sang, “Come, Come, Ye Saints” – the famous Mormon Pioneer anthem that was written on the Mormon Trail in Wayne County – located in south central Iowa.

Over 20 years have passed since the placement of the various plaques and the passage of time has not been good for them.  Today they are faded and difficult (at best) to read their messages.  It was a grand idea at the time and one which should be one for rejoicing – for at least history was acknowledged at that one moment.

Google states that there were two different markers placed in Riverview Park back then in 2003.   I had a hard time finding both markers.  I did find evidence of what might have been two markers located within one 16’ square cement border.  Again, time was not on the side of the original plaques.

TRIANGLE PARK IN KEOKUK

We continued our trek, and our next stop was at Triangle Park in the town of Keokuk, Iowa.  (Typically, we get to Keokuk via the beautiful river road south from Nauvoo.  This time, however, we went south on the Iowa side of the river.)

At the original plaque dedication held in 2003, Rob Clark, a member of the Mormon Historic Sites Foundation board of trustees, said, “… the story here is one of friendship, openness, and good will.  We hope when the latter-day Saints visit here, they do so in a spirit of friendship.  We hope this marker is a symbol of friendship.”  (Source: Ensignpeakfoundation.org/Montrose-iowa-monuments-2003)

It was interesting in our quest to find the Keokuk plaque.  This miniscule “Triangle Park” was hidden away at the peak of a very small park in a secluded residential area.  I wondered with its placement if anyone might ever even happen by to see the plaque.  This plaque was in somewhat better shape than the previous plaques, but it was still weathered and worn.

I did not know this before, but I learned that many emigrating Saints made a stop in Keokuk as they progressed upriver from St. Louis (and beyond).  Keokuk actually became a staging center for the Saints as they outfitted for their westward trek. 

The record states: “On 1 April 1853, a steamboat docked at Keokuk and discharged some 200 passengers, the first of 2,500 Mormon immigrants who were to camp at Keokuk that spring, to earn money and to learn survival skills before taking the trail to Utah. … Eight shiploads of Mormon immigrants sailed from Liverpool to New Orleans between January and May 1853. Steamboats transported them to St Louis, where most paused before taking another boat to Keokuk. Three steamboats of the St. Louis and Keokuk Packet Company made twice-weekly scheduled runs. The first ship leaving Liverpool carried mostly Danes, but their ocean crossing took so long, a Mormon company of English folk were the first to arrive at Keokuk. …Among the immigrants was artist Frederick Piercy, who sketched scenes along the immigrants’ route, including “Camp at Keokuk,”  (https://www.hmdb.org/m.asp?m=179356)

One migrant noted, “Elder Isaac C. Haight, who was the Church Emigration agent at the outfitting point, selected a very healthy camping place at Keokuk, on a bluff near the river, where there was plenty of wood and grass handy.  The citizens of Keokuk manifested a benevolent feeling toward the Saints, which was highly appreciated by them …  The Mormons are mainly honest, earnest and sincere.”  (Source: Ensignpeakfoundation.org/Montrose-iowa-monuments-2003)

In May 1853 William Belknap, who later served as a major general in the Civil War and as Secretary of War to President Grant, wrote the following to his sister, Clara, about the Mormon emigrants who were outfitting in Keokuk that spring and summer.  “Yesterday was Sunday and I wish you had been here to go up to the Mormon camp with me.  They had preaching at three stands in three languages – English, German and Danish.  They sing – especially the Danes – very sincerely and are perfectly enthusiastic.  It is a strange, strange mystery and if you were here, you’d be astonished.  There are nearly 3,500 here now and “still they come” by boat and some of them are genteel and many of the girls [are] very pretty….  The Mormons are mainly honest, earnest and sincere.”  (Source: Ensignpeakfoundation.org/Montrose-iowa-monuments-2003)

The Keokuk plaque was placed by the Mormon Historic Sites Foundation.  It was interesting that the modern Foundation helped place curb and gutter around the small park – just as the pioneers before them helped grade part of the area where they disembarked.

We normally do our shopping in Keokuk, but we delayed our shopping (and our traditional “Pecan Mudslide” at Dairy Queen) until a pass-through on our return trip home.  We continued south toward the town of Quincy.  There were other stops that I wanted to make along the way.  We crossed the river and went back into Illinois before we headed south on Highway 96 toward Quincy.

THE MORLEY SETTLEMENT

I knew that a plaque had been placed in the very rural village of present-day Tioga, Illinois – because I was there when it was placed back in 1997. 

Finding the plaque back then was a bit easier than today.  I had specific directions back then and easily found the location for the plaque ceremony.  Today, it was a bit more challenging.  We found the village of Tioga and drove around a while seeking the plaque.  We finally stopped to ask a friendly and helpful local resident and business owner for directions.  He told us exactly where to go.

I remembered the spot being somewhat secluded, but I did not remember that it was totally surrounded by the Illinois corn and soybean fields.  I thought I remembered a few houses and a nearby country church.  These were not readily evident.  (Actually, the beautiful country church was there – but it was a couple of blocks away.

Talk about being in the “middle of nowhere …”  This was the spot.  It was difficult to even see the plaque amongst the fields and growth of weeds surrounding it.  Then it was there.  I had found its hiding place.  And I was glad that I had my anti-chigger spray on for this moment – even though it was only through about 12 feet of very high prairie grass.

The rural community was known back then as the “Morley’s Settlement” because many of the settlers included converts and missionaries who brought the Gospel to them.  The Hancock family (including father Thomas and sons, Levi Ward and Solomon – and my own 4th great grandmother, Clarissa Hancock Alger) had been together in Ohio and later in Missouri.  Also in the group was the Simeon Carter family.  This family are ancestors to my wife.  After the Saints were expelled from Missouri, this same group of Saints settled in this rural area of Illinois.

PLACEMENT OF THE 1997 PLAQUE

I said that I was there …  On that summer day, August 2, 1997, Lou (Sister Hunt) and I had come from our Mesa, Arizona home to participate in the historic pageant, “City of Joseph” in Nauvoo.  As we attended Church in the local Nauvoo ward the Sunday before, we learned of a plaque dedication ceremony to be held on Saturday to commemorate the Hancock, Durfee, Morley and other families who lived in Yelrome.   

On that date, I recorded in my journal: “We had cast call at the early hour of 8:30 AM this morning.  We first had a clean-up of the whole area – that was a mess following last night’s show.  We then gathered for “cast notes”.

“We (the Hunt family) left the set at 10:00 AM as they were ready to start a cast dance.  … We then went back to the campground.  Marinda, Keith, and I changed into our pageant costumes.  We drove south on Highway #96 toward Quincy. We went to a little town now called Tioga. This is about 26 miles south of Nauvoo.  We followed some cars ahead of us.  We parked and walked about two blocks down to a plaque which was to be dedicated today.  The plaque is in memory of the pioneers who lived at the Morley Settlement (also known as “Yelrome” which is “Morley” backwards).

“At the Morley Settlement the mobs came and burned down everything which the Mormons had.  (Settler, Edmund Durfee died in this incident.)  This occurred in September of 1845. 

[Historical Note:  On Wednesday the 10th of September an anti-Mormon mob of arsonists burned down the Durfee home, and shortly thereafter, burned down the homes of dozens of other Mormon families.  On the morning of the 11th, they again set fire to more of the homes. 

After losing their homes, the Durfees, Hancocks, and other homeless residents fled to Nauvoo for safety.   Edmund and other residents returned to Yelrome on November 15, 1845, to harvest crops and stayed in the unburned Solomon Hancock home.  Late that evening, night riders set fire to hay in the Hancock barnyard.  Awakened, the Latter-day Saint men rushed outside to fight the fire.  Edmund Durfee, who was age 57 at the time, was shot in the back and killed.

My journal continues:

“… About 150 people gathered to the site of the plaque.  The group included two bus loads of the Durfee family who had come en masses from Salt Lake to St. Louis and then to Tioga.  The rest of us heard of the ceremonies in various ways.

Keith and Marinda under shade of the plaque

“The festivities were planned mostly by the Durfee family as a memorial to their slain ancestor. so, the plaque was mostly on him – though the other families were mentioned.  A Durfee conducted the meeting/program.  As he spoke, he asked about the gathered group.  Our family was the only one there from the Hancock descendants.  The man had me (with others) say who we were.

“As I mentioned Hancock he said, “Hallelujah for the Hancock family.”  I learned today that Solomon Hancock, brother to our Clarissa – and son of Thomas Hancock, was the man who baptized Edmund Durfee.

“I met a man named Paul Hansen from San Diego.  He shook my hand and said, “I’m indebted to you because your ancestry baptized mine.”

“During the program we heard more from the Durfee, Carter and Morley families. The speakers spoke of the history of the settlement and the lives of some of the people.  A couple of ladies sang two musical numbers.

“I was glad that the three of us wore our costumes.  This added to the scene.

“It was interesting that the Durfees had arranged with the local Church of Christ congregation to host them for lunch.  This was probably a good missionary activity.

“Our kids (most of them) wondered why we went to this dedication. They acted bored and wanted to be on our way (afraid they’d miss lunch at the campground).  I was very glad that we were there – especially since there was no one else there for the Hancock family.  I think that we will all see the day in which we’ll rejoice that we were a part of this program.  Family from the other side of the veil are also probably pleased that we were there.”

UNEXPECTED HISTORIC MARKERS ALONG THE WAY

As we continued our journey to Quincy, we noted an unexpected “Historic Marker” sign along the way.  I did a quick U-turn back to see the sign.  It was interesting that it was a marker in favor of the mob that killed the prophet, Joseph, and Hyrum, at Carthage.  I guess history commemorates the bad as well as the good people. It did commemorate a Mormon family in a good way.

We saw another beautiful monument as we whizzed by.    I could not resist a turn-back to check it out.

WASHINGTON PARK IN QUINCY

Sister Hunt got detoured when she saw a Goodwill store in Quincy. So, while she remained to drool over their merchandise (her greatest thrill), I followed directions of a store worker and went about three blocks south to the Washington Park.  It was in this area that the Saints – exiled from the violent mobs in Missouri – had camped.  The wonderful people of Quincy welcomed the Saints and did all that they could do to assist them with shelter, food and more. 

I made a pass through the park seeking the plaque that I knew had to be there somewhere.  I came to three homeless guy types, and I asked them if they might know where the plaque might be.  They pointed me to the opposite side of the park.  I finally found the plaque that I sought.  This plaque too, was very vintage and showed that it had been in the park for many years – but it was actually in better shape than some of the other markers I had seen.

On 5 July 2002 (following the dedication of the  restored Nauvoo Temple with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir) – a church website https://newsroom.churchofjesuschrist.org/article/quincy reported a news story. 

“QUINCY, Ill. — The Mormon Tabernacle Choir gave a rare benefit concert here tonight to say thank you for kindness extended 163 years ago by the citizens of Quincy to Latter-day Saints fleeing religious persecution during the winter of 1839. $75,000 in concert proceeds will benefit the Quincy Area Community Foundation.

President Gordon B. Hinckley, world leader of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, personally announced to the concert audience those proceeds had been conveyed to Mayor Charles W. Scholz.

“We shall always be grateful for the kindness, the hospitality, the civility with which your people met our people who were exiles from the state of Missouri,” President Hinckley said. “I express my gratitude to those who are successors of those who were here long ago and say thank you with all of our hearts.”

OTHER SURPRISE PLAQUES IN WASHINGTON PARK

I was surprised to find another set of plaques and statues in this Washington Park.  I guess it was at this same Washington Park that the famous and very historic 6th Lincoln/Douglas debate was held in Quincy on October 13, 1858.  I enjoyed the interesting information displayed about the debate.

OUR RETURN TO KEOKUK

While in Quincy, we found another Goodwill store – this one much bigger and newer than the previous one.  Here Lou was delighted to find the bread making machine she had been searching for – along with an ice cream maker and  waffle iron – all at great  … and Sister Hunt was elated as she “had attracted this to her” (and God put it in her path).  There goes my mannish figure!

While in Quincy, we also ate at the local Texas Roadhouse restaurant.  They do not have such places anywhere closer to us.  Quincy is located about 50 miles south of Nauvoo.  This is about like us driving from Maricopa to Mesa – a trip which we made frequently in Arizona – but this trip from Nauvoo to Quincy seems further.

It was now past sunset, and we began our trip backwards to Keokuk. We did our usual business there (including the D.Q.) and returned to our Nauvoo home.

OUR FAMILY FOOTPRINTS IN RAMUS – NOW KNOWN AS THE TOWN OF WEBSTER

I was doing other historical research and read that Benjamin H. Johnson had  lived in Ramus.  When I had done the Google search for Mormon monuments within 50 miles of Nauvoo the town of Webster came up in that search.   And as I read of Ramus, I recognized the name of Benjamin and remembered that he was the ancestor of our son-in-law – Michael – husband of our Jackie.)  Also in the research, I learned that Ute Perkins – the ancestor of my wife – had also lived there.  Interesting that the two family lines connected there.

I learned in the research that the Prophet, Joseph, visited in the home (more than once) in the Benjamin Johnson home.  And on one of those occasions, Joseph took the hands of Benjamin and his wife and there in their own living room, sealed them together as eternal companions.

Joseph Smith’s sister, Catherine is buried in Ramus/Webster:

With the childhood abuse that I inflicted on the children (relative to cemetery tromping), Jackie was probably not jazzed when they visited, and I suggested that we make a family trek to Ramus.  We did, and she will likely never forgive me.  I hadn’t known of her cemeteraphobia when I suggested the trip.

Anyway, it was a Sunday afternoon and Sister Hunt, and I had a rather rare “not scheduled” assignment.  Nice!  We used the time to go to Carthage and then went east to Ramus (now Webster) to check out the place.

Webster is one of those places that was probably a lot better in its former time.  The current scene is not overly impressive – but it is historical and thus very interesting.

On-line, I had seen a very old church, and we somehow found our way there.  We found a very dilapidated and run-down country church. 

We found a very unique plaque on-site that noted that there had been a former church on the site – and that wood from that original chapel was used to construct the more modern facility. 

(And interesting that this “new church” was also now hardly standing and obviously very old and fragile.  The sign noted that the foundation and cornerstones of the old Mormon church was still evident – and we saw the four cornerstones of the former building.

It is interesting that this original chapel was noted as the “first LDS chapel built in the state of Illinois”.

Unplanned “Selfie” at the Ramus Church Sign

The sign had the phone number of a local guy who now owns the church property.  I texted this guy and he wrote me back.  He said that his mother was at that moment dying and he promised to get back with me “after the funeral”.  He said that he is the current owner of the former Benjamin Johnson property – and noted that it too, is for sale.  Wow!  I will have to check back with this guy after things have mellowed out a bit for him.

While in metropolitan Webster, we looked around at the big town.  We found an old building that likely survived the Mormon era of the 1840’s.  We relished in the fact that our ancestors likely shopped there (if it was a store at the time). 

We looked across the street and found another unplanned plaque.  This was dedicated to the memory of Ute Perkins, the pioneer ancestor of Sister Hunt (and our posterity with us that day).

OUR TRIP TO RAMUS CONVERGED ON “THE MARTYRDOM TRAIL”

As we returned to Nauvoo from Webster, we took a rather rural route.  Some members of the family had doubts that we would ever get back to Nauvoo reality (that women thing again), but I knew the direction that we would need to pursue.  I knew too, that we were in the vicinity of the Martyrdom Trail (that I wrote about in the blog article entitled “Millions Shall Know Brother Joseph”).  We were about half-way back to Nauvoo when I found the first Martyrdom Trail sign.  Michael was the only one interested in getting out for a photo of the sign.  He took a photo of me with the sign.

We did, indeed, make it safely back to Nauvoo.  Another great history trek was history!  (And I hope that Jackie will not be bruised for eternity because of the trek.  I tried to stop at the Pioneer Cemetery as we approached Nauvoo, but she wanted nothing to do with that.  That is when she mentioned the trauma I had inflicted on her in her youth with similar stops.)

It is so fun to be out on the trail discovering the facts of life … the dash of the lives of real people – and especially those who lived in and around Nauvoo.

This concludes Part 1 of the blog. You are invited to now go to Part 2 of this blog. There were just too many photos for one article. Stay on the trail … Markers, Monuments, and the dash. (Do not forget the DASH!)

Still on the marked trail in and around Nauvoo … Elder Hunt