Nosy Mormon neighbors a blessing in disguise

From my front porch, I can hit with a rock roughly half the people I see at church on Sunday. Wait a few minutes and the other half will drive by and I can get them, too.

Being a go-to-church Mormon in Utah means living so close to fellow ward members that not much happens that the entire congregation doesn’t know about in five minutes tops.

If you get promoted, arrested, pregnant, fired or just locked out of the house in your underwear, it’s general ward knowledge almost before it stops happening.

Religion normally doesn’t get this nosy outside of an armed compound.

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