Richard Marden Pratt

Brother Pratt had, next to my own father, perhaps the most profound influence on me than any other man. He was my seminary teacher in Holbrook, Arizona for three years. He was a man of the highest integrity. He once told us that he never kissed his wife before they were married. We didn't believe him until he reminded us that she wasn't his wife until after they were married. He will be remembered as one of the the truly great men of our generation or any other.
Until we meet again.

I had the privilege of having Brother Pratt as my first seminary teacher at Farrer Jr. High from 1966-1967. What a blessing he was in my life. During my sophmore year, my family moved to Hawaii. Brother Pratt wrote to me faithfully while I was gone. Upon my return from my mission, I had the privilege of speaking with Brother Pratt, then on the high council. Brother Pratt had a great influence in my life when I needed it. He was and is truly a special man!

Uncle Richard was one of the most noble and loving men I have ever known. I remeber one year when he took me camping with some of his granddaughters. What a special time. He told us stories, one in particular I know was for me because I was making poor choices at that time in my life. Even though I chose my own way, I never forgot that day and it helped me to find my way back to the iron rod. I have so many memories I would like to share but that would take forever. May God be with us all...

Bro. Pratt represented the Melchizedek Priesthood and his God, in all that he did. I met him at the Provo Temple while he was an ordinance worker and patron. He always came with a great spirit, big smile, and he made you feel good. We often talked of Parley P. Pratt and he had taken the time to know his family and ancestry, he continued to honor the Pratt name in all that he did, more he added luster to his family name.

Richard Pratt was in the LDS District Presidency in the Northwest States Mission when I was a deacon in Moses Lake. He was the best speaker in the area. I thought he made a good impression as a farmer and leader. I later found him as a student/seminary teacher in Provo, and was confident that he would touch many lives. I am glad to read some of the rest of his life. My sister and brother-in-law died with Kay, his daughter, in the Smith plane accident. I went as a General Authority to Tarawa...

Richard Pratt was my seminary teacher at Farrer Jr. High, 1966-67. Even then, over 40 years ago, we thought he was old, but when you're 14 years old, everyone is old. I enjoyed his firm commitment to the gospel and his odd sense of humor. Once he served the class some brownies, some of which were laced with a large dose of pepper (or something like it), sending half the class out to the drinking fountain. I don't remember what point he wanted to make, but I haven't forgotten the method. He...