I thought this contraption of storing a quilt at the end of the bed and then rolling it back up when you don't need it was clever.
I've seen a picture of this rocking horse in the Ensign before. It belonged to John Taylor's children. John risked his life in going back and getting it for his children one time when there were mobs around.
The Print Shop, John Taylor's home, and the Post Office.
The Nauvoo House
This is where Joseph and Hyrum's bodies were taken after they had been killed in Carthage.
Kyle really wanted to go in the Mansion Home, but we didn't for a couple of reasons. This and a few other places are owned by the Community of Christ Church and you "have to" go on their whole tour (for a small fee) in order to go in this home. At this point we were short on time and didn't have enough time to go on the whole tour, so consequently we weren't able to go in the Mansion Home. Sorry Kyle, maybe next time.
Joseph, Emma, and Hyrum are buried here.

Many others are buried in the Smith Family Cemetery.
Joseph Smith Sr. and Luck Mack Smith are also buried here.
Zac and Kyle, as we head back to the temple to perform sealings.
Kyle & myself
A photo of some of the emblems on the Nauvoo Temple.
A statue of Joseph and Hyrum on their "last ride" heading to Carthage Jail. This is just outside of the temple.
The Prophet's Last Ride
Zac, Judy, & Kyle
This is a great night time photo of the Nauvoo Temple, other then I'm in it.
After the temple we went back to the brick wall with the painting of a bull on it and took a closer picture of just the red brick. We had learned earlier this day that this brick is some of the original brick from the Red Brick Store. Kyle was earlier drawn to this wall for a reason, we now know why.
2002
Today facing west on the high bluff overlooking the city of Nauvoo, thence across the Mississippi and over the plains of Iowa, there stands Joseph's temple, a magnificent house of God. Here in the Salt Lake Valley facing east to the beautiful temple of Nauvoo stands Brigham's temple, the Salt Lake Temple. They face towards one another as bookends between which there are volumes that speak of the suffering, the sorrow, the sacrifice, even the death of those who made the long journey from the Mississippi River to the valley of the Great Salt Lake.
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