Day One: Loading the truck and driving


I’ve been havin’ some hard travelin’, I thought you knowed
I’ve been havin’ some hard travelin’, way down the road
I’ve been havin’ some hard travelin’, hard ramblin’, hard gamblin’
Been havin’ some hard travelin’, Lord

I’ve been ridin’ with Mark Brown, I thought you knowed
I’ve been sittin shotgun, all down the road
I been chuggin’ down Dayquil, had my fill, cold n’ chill
I’ve been havin’ some hard travelin’, Lord

The ward showed up on time to load the truck, but I didn’t. Took longer to rent the truck than I anticipated. Luckily I had pretty much everything boxed up and ready to go. As my elder’s quorum president said in his announcement last Sunday, “we have a two-bedroom apartment, ground floor, no stairs, this one couldn’t be easier, guys.” He’s a great president, and he has two simple rules for folks who need moving assistance. First: give two weeks advanced notice. Second, the elders don’t box stuff. So I made sure to take a break from writing this week to have most everything boxed and ready to go.

As the introductory post to this short and largely boring series indicated, there’s some controversy about having the EQ or ward members in general help with moves. Let’s keep the comments on the happy side of the line, but I’m interested in how your wards and branches handle move-ins and move-outs.

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Eight hours driving, two men in the cab of a truck with an E350 Super Duty engine, with The Ballad of Gypsy Rose twanging through the speakers, with a dog sitting between us, out on the open road. The testosterone is as thick as the prepositional phrases.

Well, it was until Blair started to cross-stitch. That kind of killed the buzz.

Comments

  1. So awesome. It’s like I’m in the cab with you guys, cross-stitching the landscape.

  2. It’s wonderful when brothers in an elders quorum can help each other and others. But no one should ever demand it.

  3. crazywomancreek says:

    Are you thinking I-80, Mark? I’ll leave the light on for you.

  4. I’ve never had an EQ aided move (and I have moved a great deal) but I also have never requested one so I have no experience in this category. I do however have experience in cross-country moves, and road trips; this one sounds great–even the cross-stitching.

  5. Nice! Here I’m North Carolina we don’t cross-stitch, we start pink monogram etching.

    I’ve never asked the EQ for help either, but until I became a member of the Presidency I’ve seen what happens; there is the call the day before the move and typically it’s a member of the Presidency that can help at such a short notice.

  6. One should always demand it.

  7. Kevin Barney says:

    To this day I have incredibly warm feelings for the good folks (both men and women) who helped us move from our apartment into our first house 25 years ago. The move was so traumatic that we’ve never moved again and still live in that starter house all these years later. There is a special kingdom in the celestial glories reserved for those who help others move.

  8. melodynew says:

    I’ve never moved WITHOUT help from the elder’s quorum. The organization of these good souls was initiated by my home teacher. I don’t know where it went from there. My favorite move involved a “hand-off” from one quorum to another– when a high priest neighbor in my new home saw the truck in the driveway he rounded up two or three other willing men. Then the men from my ‘old’ ward joined the men from the ‘new’ ward to get this single-mom-with-three-kids comfortably transplanted from there to here. God is good. The moving church is true.

  9. Like Kevin Barney, I remember the names and the faces of the people who helped with our moves and are so grateful. I think it’s like a wedding reception. You get nice things and then the rest of your life you give (hopefully) nice things. You remember how kind others were to you and then you repeat.

    I remember a sticky situation where men were carrying a piano up stairs and it was too heavy and one end was dropped and crashed through the wall. The apartment owners demanded that the family pay for it to be repaired, the family insisted that the elders who dropped it should pay for it and plus they wanted a new piano. It was not pleasant. These men were volunteering their time and talents. Went up to the stake president. I think church funds were used for the repairs but there was never a new piano much to the anger of the mother of this family.

    When a counselor in our EQP needed hernia surgery, his wife was sure the church should pick up the tab because she blames it on his weekly heavy lifting.

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