I will remember him for his optimism, his constant challenge to be, to be a little better than you were before. I will remember when the doctors told him to start carrying a cane, he literally started carrying around, not using for support, his cane. I will remember his wit and ease to laughter. I will miss his matter-of-fact style of speaking at General Conferences, particularly in Priesthood session. I will remember the change in demeanor that came over those that interacted with him, including gruff reporters like Mike Wallace and Larry King. I will remember him for his great concern for the international membership of the church, he traveled far and wide to be with the Saints, he personally drew up the blueprints for smaller temples bringing the temple blessings to the isolated and distant members, he instituted the perpetual education fund to primarily support returned missionaries from poor countries. I will remember his hand gestures at the pulpit and the little wave he would give to congregations that stood longing to be in his presence a little longer. I will remember that kind pure look in his eyes, seemingly hidden behind a wrinkly face. I will remember the tenderness he showed his wife as he accompanied her to and from the stand in the Marriott Center. I will remember his forthrightness in speaking out against pornography, abuse, and the mistreatment of women. I will remember him pronouncing the word “wonderful”. I will remember the talk he gave called My Testimony. I will remember him as a leader that everyone adored and were extremely proud to be associated with. I will remember him with tenderness. I pray that I never forget the influence he has had on my life for good.
Admired by all that knew him: