So I remembered the other day a man named Ken Sato who obtained his masters degree in organizational behavior at BYU when I was there. He was more mature than most of the other’s in our student ward, and being such, was wise about keeping certain things to himself. Thus it left a great impression when, the week before graduating and leaving the school, he told us in church that he felt he would likely never live as close to the temple as he did when living there, and upon coming to school, he determined to attend the temple every day it was open for the entire year. This he did, most days I believe attending the 5 AM session.
One could hear a pin drop as he described the impact this had upon him, the sacredness, the strength, the holiness, that had come upon him for having done so. It was so memorable I remember it clearly nearly 30 years later. It was impressive.