Dad filled his mission in the Southern States Mission. While he was there his father, Arthur Francis Evert filled a mission also. He and his companions traveled the country side meeting and teaching without purse or script. Dad told us they were walking many miles one day and were thirsty and hungry. They stopped to ask a local pig farmer if he could spare a drink and something to eat for two tired Elders. He said he would. He then held a shotgun on them and directed them to the pigs trough. He instructed them to kneel and partake. They looked at each other, bowed their heads, and asked the Lord to bless their food and ate. The Lord made it palatable and satisfying. They thanked the farmer and left. They knew that the Lord was with them. Other kind people put them up in barns and in their homes and listened to their messages joyfully. They did not have apartments and cars or even bikes like today. Dad met our mother while he was on his mission in Corpus Christi, Texas, Her mother invited the missionaries for dinner often and they helped them in the little branch. When Dad was going home, he asked Thelma if he could write to her. He went home to Salt Lake City. For nine months, Thelma and Lawrence corresponded thorough letters. He proposed in a letter and she accepted in a letter. They never had a date. Dad arrived back in Texas the day before the wedding. They were married by the presiding priesthood authority of the church witnessed by his father, Arthur Francis Evert, who was still on a mission there, and her mother Amazon River Evans Ballard. They boarded a train back to Salt Lake City where they were sealed in the Salt Lake City Temple for All eternity.