On Satuday morning, we headed back to Geneva but stopped in Nancy to visit Stanislaus Square. It was such a lovely morning and we were serenaded by a drum and bugle corps. Each of the four gates of the square are gold with fountains and sculptures. The city was having an exhibition of replicas of paintings and sculptures formed with flowers, vegetables, broken glass and mirrors, sod, etc.
We stopped in Dijon to have lunch on our return trip to Geneva. When we parked the car near the main square, we could hear organ music playing. We walked to the square and saw a large organ on wheels. It played classical, pop and show tunes. Our favorite was Phantom of the Opera. We bought a kebab sandwich and sat on the steps of the grand theater to eat our lunch and listen to the music. What a nice way to end a marvelous trip.
We are now all settled into our apartment at 38 Rue Tête D'Or in Lyon, France. We were finally able to have the Fulcrands, the couple in charge of missionary apartments, come to hang our pictures. Now it feels like home. 
Monday evening, August 31st, we had a party downstairs at the institute. There was lots of food brought by everyone. The music and dancing were enjoyed by all. Elder Badger even tried to teach the young adults how to do the Electric Slide.
The missionaries pulled a few people in off the street. The bottom picture is of Elder Howell and a young man they were talking to who just happened to walk by the institute that evening.
On August 28th, a very special zone conference was held at the Ecully Stake Center in Lyon. Elder Kopischke, the president of the European Area, came to speak to us. We also heard from President and Sister Murdock, our mission president and wife, and President Bennasar, the Lyon stake president. The top picture is our zone made up of the Gerland and Ecully districts. The bottom picture is of the Grenoble and Clermont districts.
On August 24th, we noticed a crowd across the street from our apartment. They were gathered on the corner by the school yard. There were old men dressed in military uniforms with flags and wreaths. A man on the street told us that they were having a memorial service to honor the 60 innocent French people that were assassinated in the school yard by German troops on August 24, 1944 at five o'clock in the evening. I have noticed other smaller plaques on buildings around the neighborhood stating that people were killed by the Gestapo in that place. It is difficult to imagine that such terrible things took place in this lovely part of the world.
