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President Hunter and the Bomb Threat

 About a month ago, a friend in our ward gave a talk about prophets, using the story of President Hunter getting a bomb threat during a BYU fireside. She was an eye-witness to the event since her husband Lee Perry was a stake president at the time and they were sitting on the stand. I think it is a riveting story despite having heard it before so I wanted to share it here:

Pres. Hunter about the time of the BOM threat


President Hunter and the Bomb Threat

by Carolyn Perry

     On February 7, 1993, Howard W. Hunter, then President of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles

was the speaker for the fireside at the BYU Marriott Center. Lee was a BYU stake president,

and we were sitting on the stand that evening. President Hunter’s health wasn’t good, and his

body was frail, but he was a determined man. He was a thoughtful, gentle, loving

and kind soul. President Hunter approached the pulpit with help from two brethren on the stand.

Within less than a half a sentence of his talk, screams were heard from the audience. A man had

jumped the security barrier, run onto the floor, carrying a briefcase, and holding what appeared

to be a detonator. He shouted to the audience that he had a bomb and shouted that they had to

leave and/or do what he told them to do (it was hard to understand him).

     The assailant immediately approached President Hunter, held the detonator by his head, and

slammed a letter down on the podium demanding that President Hunter read it. President Hunter

stood his ground—just like a prophet of old. I felt nothing would have gotten him off his

path—not even the threat of death. It was unbelievable. Everything stood still for that time.

My thoughts raced to our home where our six children (ranging in almost two years to fourteen

years) were home alone, and what would happen to them if Lee and I both died that night. Cody

Judy, the assailant, soon told everyone else to clear the stand, and we all moved to the nearby

tunnel areas--except for two church security officers who refused to leave President Hunter’s

side. We could still see what was happening on the stand.

     President Hunter remained perfectly calm throughout. He would not read the letter, which

supposedly called for the release of the current prophet and apostles and declared Judy the new

prophet.  Then amazingly the young congregation began to sing. All four vibrant verses of “We Thank

Thee, Oh God, for A Prophet.” I remember feeling sweet gratitude to the students. I would have

never thought of singing!  

     Then things happened all at once. An older man walked close to the stand and tried to pepper

spray Judy. The security guards tackled Judy and forcefully knocked him off the stand to the

floor on the left side. Not sure how many students leaped out of the audience and piled on top of

Judy and the guards—10 to 50 are the different estimates.

     In these moments, President Hunter had fallen down on the right side of the pulpit. Apparently,

an ROTC cadet was near and threw himself over the top of President Hunter, hugging him

tightly to his own body to protect the Apostle. President Mark Howard, a stake president, and a

colonel in the Air Force/National Guard, was back on the stand quickly. He told the cadet he

could get off President Hunter now. The young man didn’t budge. President Hunter was in some

physical distress by this time. The stake leader then commanded: “Private, this is Colonel Mark

Howard, and I ORDER you to get off President Hunter!” Gratefully he obeyed.

     President Hunter was helped up, sat down, the cameras soon came back online, and a rest hymn

was song while everyone decompressed. Within minutes, the President was poised and standing

at the pulpit. He said, “I want to tell you how good your voices sound.” He gave with the talk he

had prepared…

     “Life has a fair number of challenges in it,” he smiled as the audience laughed, and through a

grin he added, “as demonstrated …”  He mentioned the serious global challenges facing people in the 

early ‘90’s—the famine in Somalia, war in Yugoslavia and the Middle East, also the wars he had lived 

through, the Great Depression, etc.  He continued, "So I hope you won’t believe all the world’s 

difficulties have been wedged into your decade, or that things have never been worse than they are for 

you personally, or that they will never get better.”

     “Contrary to what some might say, you have every reason in this world to be happy and to

be optimistic and to be confident. Every generation since time began has had some things

to overcome and some problems to work out. Furthermore, every individual person has a

particular set of challenges which sometimes seem to be earmarked for us individually. We

understood that in our premortal existence… those problems and prophecies were never

intended to do anything but bless the righteous and help those who are less righteous move

toward repentance.”

     The briefcase bomb was mostly full of books—including the BOM (Book of Mormon); the

detonator was a toy phone wrapped in black tape, and Cody Judy did have some serious mental

health issues, spending years in a mental facility. President Hunter became the 14th President of

the Church on June 5, 1994, serving as Prophet for nine months.

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