years of our family's life. Of course, we lived in the panhandle and were just 50 miles west of DC-so we were considered metropolitan Washington DC and I worked in and around that area. Way different from the parts to the west. Yet, it was West Virginia and it was so beautiful. We lived on the Shenandoah River near where it ends into the Potomac (at Harpers Ferry, which was the name of our ward). We loved the Church in that area. Jimmer Fredetts's older sister was in our ward, but I never knew that until over a decade later. Most of the members were transplants from other parts of the country working in government jobs, but there is no one in our family that don't cherish the wonderful years we were there.