soap box warning:

i am grateful that my husband was always a faithful home teacher.
you know how i know?
bc he STILL talks about the men and women he home-taught over the years. he knows where, what, how, who. he still cares for them. he knows who they married, where they worked, what they struggled with and was always willing, worthy, and HAPPY to serve and give blessings, move furniture, and do whatever they needed.
he is a caring wonderful man. and i am so grateful.

he understood, even at 24, that he was the priesthood power in their homes. that he was the first resort, the one who should ALWAYS help, and volunteer to help, for that matter. he loves people and when he has been asked/called/required to help someone he ALWAYS DOES.

i see good, well-bodied men NOT helping and NOT caring for the people they are supposed to help, love, and care for. it makes me sad, mad, frustrated and disappointed.
you know what, crappy friends, unfaithful HTs and unhelpful men?? when our friends' HT's won't return their calls, or someone doesn't feel comfortable with who they are SUPPOSED to call- they call brad.

he is trustworthy, thrifty, friendly, brave, morally straight and mentally awake.... or something like that. :)

and for that, and many other reasons, i love him. :)