When I was a sophomore in highschol my brother who was a bethelite called us and told us to get in the car and come to bethel ASAP. Apparently he spoke to someone and he was going to be able to get us in to see Feeddy Franz in the infirmary. He was real sick and there was talk that he wouldn't be around much longer.
My parents got all dressed up and took a bunch of bibles hoping he would sign them. We got there and we waited in line for close to 2 hours.
Everyone was crying... they came out his room looking like they found out their children had died. When we got our chance to go in my mother was trembling like a dope fiend. Everything he said they wrote down and she actually said when you get your reward please watch over our family..........................
He actually signed her bible and she cried all the way home. My dad was just quiet and when we got home he said he has never experienced anything like this in his life.
My birth felt so much less special.