I still remember the profound horror a friend felt when she watched a televised session of an LDS General Conference with her new husband’s family for the first time.
They wear church clothes, she exclaimed. Church clothes! Including nylons! And they all sit in the living room on actual chairs. Actual chairs! And nobody talks to one another because if you DO talk to one another, the scary grandmother gives you snotty looks. Snotty looks!
In other words, her new husband’s family behaved during t...
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