Here’s a fun story:
When I was 14 years old Juneau was not yet a stake. As a district we didn’t have our patriarch, and the nearest one would have been in Anchorage. But one day word came through that a woman from Juneau would be traveling with her father who had come to visit. They would be in Skagway on Sunday (probably the following Sunday) and as he was a patriarch if there were youth in the area in need of blessings he’d be happy to help out after church.
So we did. I believe Amy and Cameron and possibly April all took advantage of this generous surprise offering.
Several years later Paul and I were married and opening our “congratulations you got married” cards and had one from an Ed Jones.
“Hey, my patriarch was named Ed Jones,” I said. Paul said, “I grew up down the street from him.”
A fun coincidence.
A few months before Covid our temple presidency changed over and our new president is a man named Kaplan Jones. Brother of Gay. Son of Ed.