Like the morning that the Saints left, there were those who were left behind, because they were not yet ready, or they had not enough provisions, or they had been asked to stay and help others prepare, or there were also those who chose not to go. These are the oxen that give rides during the summer. They turned and watched us walk down Parley Street, just like those who were left behind would have done so many years ago.
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