For me, charity defines Christmas, and I like Christmas. A lot! All of my Christmases have been memorable (my choice), and some have been exceptional. Like the Christmas of 1978 in Tustin, California. I was serving as a counselor in the bishopric at the time—my fifth go-around for that call. I’d heard the two most…
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Our letter from President Hinckley in 2007 called Joyce and me to serve in the Romania București mission. A very unusual coincidence, I thought at the time. My uncle, Garth Hanson, more a brother to me than an uncle, served as the mission president of that mission with his wife Sheila just two years before. President Hinckley’s letter…