Coming across this in the transcription of 2nd Great Grandpa George C. Wood's prison journal
this morning, I just had to share:
[February] 14,  I dreamed I was on the cars going some where don’t
know where, I thought it was very foggy as I was coming near the land
Bountiful. Every little while the fog would break away and I could see a large
building that looked like a temple.
I wonder if he saw in his cold February dream something like this:
On another occasion, he wrote:
April 9,  Received a card from home stating
that my daughter Addie May [my Great Grandmother, 1880-1909] was coughing much. I ask God to banish every evil
from my family that they may be happy. While writing to my wives and children I was called to the
gate to settle milk account. I colected $65.35 for Milk. I walked upstairs to
the book keepers room and stepd to the window. I saw the fruit trees were in
bloom and everything looked lovely. I could see almost home. I saw our
beautiful temple standing high with its walls towering toward heaven.
While seeing "almost home" was a bit of a stretch around the hills to South Bountiful (now North Salt Lake) from his view in the Penitentiary at Sugar House, he would have clearly seen the Salt Lake City Temple from a little distance at about this stage of construction:
I only wish I could find a picture with the view from the prison! That would be something to see.
I am grateful to have the Temple before my eyes in dreams and often when I'm awake. Thank you, Grandpa Wood, for your vision and sacrifice.
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