"A Funny Thing Happened On the Way....."

I'm sure this is one of those "you had to be there" moments, but here goes anyway.

Starting on the seventh floor, there are two staircases on either end of the temple that spiral down to the first floor.  Two beautiful pools with a decorative fountain are situated in the stairwells on the first floor.

Not quite the same look, but I need an attention-getting picture!

These stained-glass pictures have nothing to do with the subject at hand, but will add to your visual enjoyment.

There are two stained glass windows that light both staircases

Gorgeous purples, blues, greens, reds, pinks, etc. 

We had just finished a sealing session.  As your dad was walking down the stairs from the sixth floor, he saw some objects fluttering down the stairwell.  "Humm,  leaves," he thought.  "But wait, how could there be leaves in the temple?  Those are family cards floating down!"  On her way down from the sixth floor, some unaware temple worker had lost her grip on some family cards  Your dad realized the plight of those poor cards as they floated to their watery death. He sprinted (in temple-like fashion) to the first floor to save some helpless ancestors from drowning.  Three of the cards were easily retrieved,  but the fourth had floated to the backside of the pool.  He had to tiptoe through the decorative greenery to the other side of the pool before he could save it.  No CPR required, but those ancestors were a soggy mess.

Reenactment of actual ancestors in distress

Meanwhile it had been brought to the attention of the guardian-of-the-temple-cards sister that she had lost some of her cards.  She then took them from your dad and continued on her mission.  Back on the "bridge", as they call it, I was waiting patiently for our recorded family cards to show up.  They still hadn't shown up when your dad arrived late on the scene. Your dad told me the story, wondering if those drowned cards just so happened to be OUR cards. Checking in the recorder's office, yup, just as he suspected....they were ours. He discovered our cards all spred out to dry on the counter.  Poor things!

Thanks to me, "hanging out to dry" for their second time in two days!

We had to return to the temple later to pick up our, by then,  dry and recorded cards.

Sorry!  Like I said earlier, "I guess you had to be there!"