For want of a comma
When I was young, my [non-LDS] mother impressed upon me the need for careful punctuation by reciting this phrase:
“Good, by god, I’m going to Arkansas.”
A missing comma, she explained, gives this alternate version:
“Goodbye God, I’m going to Arkansas.”
This came to mind when I read that archaeologists, planning to exhume Parley P. Pratt and rebury him in Utah, could find no trace of him in his grave.
Parley had a great sense of humor. I’d like to think that he’s laughing about this.