Spanish speaking brethren at priesthood session

One of my fondest memories happened during our first general conference. During the priesthood session I was assigned to work in the aisle at the bottom of section twelve. Several brethern came in right after the doors were opened,and took seats on row one of section twelve. A young brother, in his twenties, called me over and asked if they could save some seats for his father and brother. I noticed his Spanish accent and asked him, in Spanish were he was from. He told me that they were from Mexico and that this was their first time in the Conference Center. When his family arrived I noticed that they didn't speak English but they didn't have the translation sets. I went back over and let them know that the devices were available. Since the section was full and the session was about to start I ran up and got five devices so they could enjoy conference in Spanish. After the session they all gave me a hug and thanked me for my help. The next morning I was assigned scanning tickets at door six. This same brother from the night before came through my door. As soon as he saw me he came rushing up and gave me a big hug as we met again as brothers in the gospel. It literally brought tears to my eyes to think that the Gospel has such a power to create feelings of brotherhood in an instant. Mike Parker