"How the Saints must have felt,
leaving so much behind—the fields they had cultivated, the trees they
had planted, the temple they had built. The men, women, and children
walked out of their beautiful homes, climbed aboard their wagons, drove
down to the river, there to cross and move slowly over the soil of Iowa,
looking back now and again at what they were leaving and would never see
again."
- Gordon B. Hinkley