The other day I was chatting with a girlfriend in another state, and she happened to mention an 80-year-old woman in her ward who is the Young Women’s President. It reminded me of another senior sister I knew, with the same calling, who surprised the teenagers in her ward by going to their Mutual pool party—in her 80s—and doing a perfect jackknife off the diving board. Granted, she had been on the swim team in college, but they hadn’t known that.
