My Valentine

Friday evening Mom and I attended a concert of Synthesis, the BYU jazz ensemble. Very Fun. But during intermission one of my zone leaders approached me to tell me that a young man had been looking for me at the library after I left that day, and had left a letter and a valentine for me. I assumed it was a relative, but was told this was someone who didn't know me but had something special to give me. Now I was intrigued. I went by the library to pick up my valentine. I was a large, flat box, with the following letter attached:

Dear Sister,

Yesterday I happened onto a beautiful winter scene and quickly retrieved a camera so I never would forget it.

On the 4th picture I realized I had not noticed that a pedestrian was walking through the scene and I had caught him in the picture.

You and I both will have the same thought "how did I miss that!" I'm not sure either, but to a fellow who truly has no photography skills I found it added greatly to the scene.

After a small search, and prompting from the spirit, I learned who the individual was and a bit of his history. Hence a Valentine from someone you have never met.

Hope you like it.

Jeremy Lambert

Inside the box was a large (16"x20") matted and framed photograph of the Salt Lake Temple with a lone pedestrian, my son David, under his red umbrella walking to work.

This little reproduction really doesn't do the photograph justice. I don't know Jeremy Lambert, and my cursory attempts to locate him have not been successful, but I hope to meet him and let him know how touched I am by his thoughtful gift, and that it will undoubtably be my favorite keepsake of our mission experience.