Imagine Nauvoo in 1847. The prophet has been murdered. The Saints have been expelled. The once bustling and beautiful city of thousands of Saints now stands “desolate” and “deserted.” After the Battle of Nauvoo, three cannons sit abandoned at the entryway to the temple. Their barrels bear down upon the barren City of the Saints, …
I live in Nauvoo. Yep, it’s called Nauvoo – and no, it’s not Naboo. Once my Uber driver told me I was the first and only person to ever tell him about the small town of Nauvoo. He said he’d met people from EVERYWHERE, but never Nauvoo. And for good reason, the population here is …
Last weekend my family participated in what’s called the Nauvoo Exodus Commemoration. Hundreds of people met on this freezing Saturday morning to remember something remarkable—beginning in February 1846 thousands of Latter-day Saints began their journey west in search of religious freedom. At the event we all wore name tags honoring our ancestors whose footsteps led …
