A few days before Dean departed we went to get a new suit for him. He was advised to bring one suit for the next two years. We ended up at Nordstrom in Salt Lake City. Having selected the suit, we went in with Dean to the alterations area, and the tailor showed up a few minutes later. He asked Dean, with a thick accent (sounded like Russian): "Would you like cuffs, or no?"
We asked him where he is from, he said, "Prague."
We were speechless! Here it is - one of the first of God's "tender mercies" to Dean, the missionary: putting in his path a gentleman who used to live in Czech, and whose sisters still do. Our conversation with him was very interesting!
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