Just Two Pictures

The story is told of an event that happened in New York when President David O. Mckay returned from a trip to Europe.
"Arrangements had been made for pictures to be taken, but the regular photographer was unable to go, so in desperation the United Press picked their crime photographer--a man accustomed to the toughest type of work in New York.
He went to the airport, stayed there two hours, and returned later from [the] dark room with a tremendous sheaf of pictures.
He was supposed to take only two.
His boss immediately chided him, 'What in the world are you wasting time and all those photographic supplies for?'

"The photographer replied very curtly, saying he would gladly pay for the extra materials, and they could even dock him for the extra time he took.
... Several hours later the vice-president called him to his office, wanting to learn what happened.
The crime photographer said, 'When I was a little boy, my mother used to read to me out of the Old Testament, and all my life I have wondered what a prophet of God must really look like.
Well, today I found one.'"

-Virginia U. Jensen -"Come, Listen to a Prophet's Voice"  -October 1998 General Conference

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi