Angels Among Us

This is a mirror image picture of Brittny all grown up. She is now attending Weber State University.

I remember when Ronda and I were upstairs standing in the south bedroom in the old Alan Swainston house on 400 North in Logan when we heard honking and the screeching of brakes. We looked out the large window and saw Brittny (2 years old) out in the middle of the busy road. We both flew out of the room down the stairs and as Ronda ran through the front door breaking her little finger there was a little old man and woman holding Brittny by the hand bringing her out of the congested street. The cute little couple were about the age of temple workers and had sweet pure smile of helpfulness. We were so engrossed in our attention to Brittny that when we turned to thank the kind people, they were gone. It wasn't but a few seconds. We looked up and down the street, around at the homes, and everywhere. Ronda even walked to the end of the block to find them and thank them, but they had vanished into thin air. The only conclusion that Ronda and I could come up with was that there are angels among us and that Brittny had two wonderful guardian angels that were there when she needed them.