Five years ago we took a family trip to California and David wanted to visit part of his mission. So, we went to Visalia and found his old apartment and the church. Then we went to the King's Canyon to see the giant sequoia redwood trees. Sunday we came back to Visalia for church and David was hoping find anyone that he had known. At the end of the meetings David found me in the Relief Society room and said, "Do you remember the chocolate cake story?" And I said, "You are kidding." A man came up to David and said he had live in Visalia in1977 and he had just moved back. David asked him if he knew a Dick Radmacher and this man said, I am Richard Radmacher." He was a stake mission when David was on his first mission and Richard had driven the elders to many appointments. As he drove he would tell them stories. Now here is the cake story. Richard in his youth was in a rock-n-roll band and he grew marijuana. He was taking the missionary lessons and he was invited to a ward party. He made a delicious chocolate cake. Yes there was marijuana in the cake. He said it looked so good that he had a piece. That was so good he ate three more pieces. The next thing he remembers was lying on his back in a field and the moon and stars were spinning and he prayed. God, if you will help;me through this I will never touch the stuff again. He was true to his words.
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