(Compiled by Dennis B. Horne)
In May
1959, I went with President Joseph Fielding Smith and his wife Jessie to a
stake conference in Kanab and across the border to Arizona to dedicate a small
chapel.
Following a
long day of meetings, we began our drive home. After we had been driving for a
while, the aged President Smith said he would like to drive. I was willing, but
"Aunt" Jessie, as we called her, was absolutely positive that he
should not drive. She had already told me earlier that if he asked, I was to
tell him no.
The two of
them had quite a little debate; both were kind but very hard headed and
insistent. When I could see that the debate was going nowhere, I made one of
the great mistakes of my traveling experiences. I said, "Let's vote on
it." Immediately, she voted that he should not drive, and he voted that he
should. Which left me in the middle with the deciding vote.
I turned to the back seat and looked at the very anxious look on his face. She, on the other hand, was giving me all kinds of signals. I finally gave the following vote: "I want the two of you to know that I have tried to live the gospel and sustain the Brethren. I have had a lot of experience in the Church; and I know the worst thing I can do is tum against the priesthood. I vote that President Smith, as the president of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, drive if he wants to." After all, it was his car and he should be familiar with it.
