perceived as a form of attack on them for their faith, as just one more persecution, whether intended or not. That’s why what I often thought was a mere discussion, my Mormon friends perceived as a “Bible bash.” The Saints fled to Nauvoo, Illinois, a swampy site on the Mississippi, where they made a settlement through hard work, dedication, and industry, which the neighbors admired. But the admiration stopped when news emerged about the four-thousand-man Nauvoo Legion,