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Show 162 front Iights were out. I thought that was a strange thing for a brother to do but knocked for sometime without waking anyone. I inquired of the neighbors if they had seen the foIks Ieave. They had not so I decided to go around to the back where I found the door open and the Tights on so I went in. I was startIed to notice the refrigerator had been moved but I went quickIy to my room onIy to find it was compTeter refurnished. No burgTar ever made a quicker exit and no wandering adventurer ever departed more reTieved at not being shot. I had stumbIed into Scottsdaie instead of Tempe and as I found out from my brother, an enterprising contractor had buiIt two identicaI housing divisions onIy a few miIes apart in ScottsdaIe and Tempe and I had gone into the identicaT house on the identicaI street in the wrong town. After I had quit shaking I thought what a pity it was that I had robbed the newspapers of the headIine 'Utah Chemist, President of the American Chem- icaI Society, L.D S Sunday SchooI Worker Shot Dead in ScottsdaIe Last Night by Jeanus Husband.‘14 Another amusing experience for Eyring came when the Church was pIanning the new Church magazines which woqu begin to appear in I971. As a mem- ber of the Sunday SchooT board, he had been invited to a pIanning meeting, aTong with many others, to present his views on what roTe the magazines shouId take. In an interview with his nephew, Edward L. KimbaII, he recaIIed: I got a Ietter‘from Richard L. Evans to come down to a two o'cIock meeting for the new magazines anng with a great many other peopIe. I was visiting your parents (Spencer W. KimbaIT) and I said, 'I am going to a meeting for the magazines.‘ Your father said, 'I am going, too, at nine o'cIock.‘ I had forgotten in the meantime that mine was for two o'cIcok and assumed it was the same meeting. My secretary was not there that morning and I was a TittIe bit Tate, so I hurried down to the Church Office BuiIding. When I got there, I went in and said to the receptionist that I was supposed to go to a meeting. He said, 'WeIT, isn't it this afternoon?I I said, 'No, it is this morning.‘ And so he took me in and there were four apostIes --your father, Marion Romney, Brother Evans and Brother Hunter-and the magazine editors. I was quite surprised that there was no one eIse from the Sunday SchooI but I thought, weII they must regard me very higth, and so I just sat down. Your father shook my hand so did Marion, and everyone--I knew them, you know--so I sat down. The discussion went around and I was wiIIing to offer my views quite freeTy. However, Brother Evans said, 'Your turn wiII come in a few minutes.' When they got around to me, I toId them that the Church |
