Marjorie Pay Hinckley

This is why President Hinckley was as amazing as he was, And he is who helped to make her so marvellous. I have always admired this wonderful woman.

Photo by Scot Facer Proctor

I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.


I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.


I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk's lawn.


I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children.


I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.


I want to be there with the children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.


I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.


Marjorie Pay Hinckley