In March 1987, my LDS daughter was injured in an auto accident. Two priesthood leaders came to the hospital and gave her a blessing. In about an hour she was much improved. The doctor couldn't explain it. I was overwhelmed and needed to know more about the LDS Church.
I heard the Church was having a meeting on Saturday and Sunday, so I went Saturday and sat down in a packed congregation. No one talked to me. We watched TV monitors. Afterward, I wasn't sure I liked this strange service. But I came back Sunday, hoping someone would stand and talk. Again we watched the monitors. I called my daughter's home teacher. He explained about general conference and how different wards attend in the stake center, so I went to Relief Society the next week and was impressed. I was baptized May 1987. I wish I had joined years ago.