I grew up in Oregon and every time we had missionaries over for dinner my dad would ask them if the Church was true in ______ (insert name of city where they lived, often a city in Utah.) I was a little confused over that when I was younger, but as I grew older and he continued to do that I understood what he meant and would get a kick out of their initially confused looks and responses of “Yes, sir, it sure is.” Good to know it’s true everywhere.
When I was young, my parents contemplated moving a whole four blocks to a bigger house. I was horrified. It meant moving from the South Ward to the North Ward. I honestly thought we were leaving the church!