Utah Mountain S.
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Once when I was a Mormon Missionary, my companion and I were walking on the street behind this house. We entered through the back gate (it looked like all the other houses in the area). We were going to share the gospel of Christ with everyone we met. Before we knew it, we were surrounded by men with guns drawn. They escorted us out. We left them with a Book of Mormon and invited them to look to the goodness contained therein.