When I was in Buenos Aires, the members talked about Rey L. Pratt kind of like their pioneer ancestor. Most of the hymns were translated by him. But I don’t think it was basketball that they played at M.I.A!
The first one is quite something. We more often read about these things from the perspective of the missionaries, but this one is from an old man who was a boy watching them. He quotes from a notebook he kept as a nine-year-old secretary of the missionaries’ Primary and never threw away. Not every day you come across a Mormon boy so much like Mormon as a boy.