We did move from our ratty old apartment at Le Chateau to a different complex a few blocks south. And I did get Brian Price as my new roommate. I served with Brian on my mission. But neither of those two events had anything to do with my dramatic life change.
As I mentioned, I did my best to remain an unknown in my previous singles ward. And I was quite successful at it. But that ended the second week Bishop Swinyard appeared on the scene. I was asked to meet with him after church and I assumed it would be one of the get-to-know you interviews. Those are relatively painless, so I was unalarmed.
Well, after a few minutes of chit-chat, he called me to be his Executive Secretary. What!!!! He had no clue who I was and that such a calling was antithetical to my divine mission to stay anonymous. Now I would be attending ward leadership meetings and, worst of all, I had to talk to people, even use the phone.
You got to be kidding!!!
Then he raised the stakes. He said that I represented the bishop for the ward members because I lived in the boundaries and he did not. I asked him what that meant. He said that is was essential that I attend ALL ward activities. That included socials, FHE, and anything else that may constitute an activity.
You got to be kidding!!!!
I have often wondered how Bishop Swinyard came up with the idea to call me. Sure, there is inspiration and I believe in that. But I think my roommate, Steve Murphy, had a hand in this. He was the Ward Clerk and he kept that calling during the transition. I think he told Bishop Swinyard to call me to this position. I can’t prove this. But it does make sense.