I Was There and I Was Famous
Being famous may seem glamorous and desirable. YouTube videos, Facebook, and Instagram posts clamber for followers, likes, and favorable comments. Although this technology is relativity new, the desire to be remembered and feel your life counted for something is not new. The truth is, no matter how hard you try or how much you want to at least be remembered or at best be famous, the vast majority of people who have lived on this planet, 108,000,000,000 of them, never achieve that goal in the usual way. As President Gordon B. Hinckley said: “Most children grow up to be just ordinary people.” After a handful of decades, all that remains for ninety-nine-point-nine percent is perhaps a brief biography on Ancestry.com and a cement marker with fading dates on a cemetery hillside. Marcy Heisler poetically expressed the universal desire to be remembered: Let me knit yards and yards of yesterdays to gather round my knees, And woven in the pattern is a message: “I was the