Iggy

Are you in a YSA Ward? Do you go to church sponsored activities?  Are you Temple worthy? If you don't already have a recommend, then go get one just to go do baptisms & confirmations with. Read your scriptures, read the Come Follow Me for Individuals & Families AND the Sunday School one. Ponder the lessons and the accompanying scriptures. Then when you are in class, don't hesitate to participate.
As a teen, I never felt pretty or even good looking. I was the 4th of 7 children, the 3rd girl out of 5. None of my older siblings dated. We were too busy helping Mom & Grandma with the housework, cooking, and tending to the younger (still in diapers) siblings. We were, however, encouraged to Go Outside And Play - just take the little ones with you and keep them out of trouble/danger. 
My oldest brother was 16 when he was introduced to the LDS Church. I was 8. What brother did, I demanded to do. Thus I went to church, to all of the activities and I went to all the dances. Absolutely loved the practice at church on Wednesday nights. My parents were not members. But the way they lived their lives, the moral compass they taught all of their children was exactly the same as the LDS doctrine. We danced at home. Moved all the furniture to the sides of the room, and waltzed, polka and then as a Junior in High School I taught them how to swing. The rock-n-roll dances were not allowed - but I (we) did them outside in the street. I also went to the "Gold and Green' Balls at church from the time I was 14 until I moved away at age18.
At school, the guys that I most preferred were the Not Knock You Over Handsome. I was a senior when I went on my first date. The guy was a classmate, of the Muslim faith. His father was my hairstylist and his Mom taught me how to prepare meals with no bowls and very few utensils. We went to dinner then the movies. Saw The Godfather. We read the book before. My parents were not pleased that I saw the movie, but then Mom read the book and decided I was old enough to see the movie.
At church, I danced with all the guys. I really enjoyed myself, and I had some really good, adult conversations with most of them. The Pretty Boys not so much. Their heads were so far up their arses they couldn't carry even the simplest conversation. Add to that I lived in the poor part of town, and I wasn't even Middle Class. I was Lower Middle Class. ALL of my clothes were re-sewn hand me downs. Clothes Mom got from the neighbors and her new Sis-In-Law (upper crust clothes of the finest materials). The neighbor lady was close to 400 pounds so her skirts and dresses could be re-made into a skirt and bolero for me and sometimes a skirt and trousers for the two little ones. Mom was an excellent seamstress, so unless I exposed the inside back of the tops or the inside seam where labels would be, there is no way anyone would know my clothes were actually homemade. 
My sewing home economics teacher in high school was flabbergasted at the skill my Mom had. 
So, no matter what you look like, it is How you act, how you treat others.
Stop being so needy. If you are in your mid to late 60's and still single, then you have cause to be needy, but even then don't It is such a turn-off. Actually, it is disgusting.
Live your life like you want your wife to live. Be the person you want your wife to be.
My second husband (we married 15 years ago! I was 52 and he was 62) tells me often how pretty I am, he bolsters me up and encourages me to be me. When he saw pictures of me as a teen - in my ball gowns, graduation outfit, even some of the Halloween costumes I made for church events - he told me that had he known me as a 20 something, he would have beaten down doors to court me and eventually take me to the Temple. Hubby #2 is not Knock You Down Gorgeous/Handsome.  BUT his good moral compass, standards, gentlemanly good manners, and being a righteous priesthood holder MAKES him Knock You Down Handsome. Every time I see him looking at me, my heart skips a beat and I find myself catching my breath. LordyMoses I love him so. He is a keeper. He better be as we are sealed for time and all eternity!
Be a good, righteous priesthood holder. Live a temple worthy life. Stop being so needy and self-deprecating. Look for a woman with these same attributes: Good, righteous LDS woman. Lives a temple worthy life. One who is humble yet confident in her own skin. One who knows she is a righteous daughter of God!
Remember, remember You are a child of God!
 

Do you all realize that your comments here on this forum are open to the public. Google same sex + LDS + "forums" and you responses and topics with those words in them from this forum pop up. When you are "Just Joking", "LOL", or being sarcastic, that does NOT show up.
All of you when you are answering about Church Doctrine and Church Policy be correct in those answers and post links to www.churchofjesuschrist.org to back up your answers.
As for that holocaust comment, THAT was so out of line. I am helping a member in her attempt to get the proxy work done for her great grandparents and the aunts & uncles who were slaughtered by the Nazi's. Her Grandmother made it out alive. Man sakes alive, the letters she has to write, documents that have to be witnessed as they are copied and then sent to SLC.
THAT glib comment regarding LDS Church Policy is just one of the many reasons I really don't like this forum, very few of you back up your LDS church answers with links to prove them. That and the mass immaturity of the members as is evident in the "Sarcastic", "Just Joking" ,"🤣 " placed after your sentences.
 

@GaleG go here:  https://www.familysearch.org/blog/en/familysearch-updates/
and read, read, and read.
Also did you not pay attention to the above quote?
If you have further questions regarding proxy work in the Temple, set up an appointment with your Temple President and ask him. Not an endowed member? The Temple President will set up an appointment at his Ward Meetinghouse, or yours.
Have questions regarding Temple & Family History work, then find our who your Stake and Ward T&FH Consultants are and set up appointments to talk with them.
Ah, a word of advice - keep your sarcastic attitude at home.

Yes, but only if they were Holocaust victims.

What if . . . the National Association of Evangelicals (or National Council of Churches, etc.) declared that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints was both Christian and sufficiently orthodox? Would you really want this?
Might I make a distinction. If the declaration was simply an understanding that although we have different doctrinal underpinnings that would be fully welcomed. If the declaration were a statement that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints was accepted and similar to modern Christianity and orthodox teachings, then I am not sure it we would really want this type of declaration -- if that makes sense.
Our doctrinal underpinnings clash with the teachings of orthodox or modern Christianity (i.e Trinity vs Godhead). The distinction would have to be understood while being accepted as Christians -- as we are. I simple would appreciate the same respect and understanding that although different, and we disagree, I can still consider you a Christian PC.
You'd be labeled Christian and would probably see criticisms and protests die down.
In light of the Church already being Christian the label wouldn't change or solidify what is already clear and plain. The criticism and protests dying down would be welcomed.
However, would that make it harder to highlight modern revelation and doctrinal differences?
Yes and no. People would still be able to receive the Spirit from the Lord in recognizing truths being taught, and at the same time in some ways it would be difficult if people only saw the Church as another modern Christian sect.
Would there be a greater danger of the faithful leaving the church due to interfaith marriages?
I would say with members of the Church the statistics would remain the same. If National Association of Evangelicals (or National Council of Churches, etc.) accepted this it would probably increase the membership of our Church. Potentially, anti-Church sentiments would decline. Christians who otherwise would have avoided the Church will be more willing to hear and listen. They would be willing to read the Book of Mormon because now it would be seen as another Testament of Jesus Christ by the NCOE/NCOC, if we are truly "labeled" or "accepted" as Christians.
Could the church eventually be swallowed up by the larger faith tradition that embraced it? Thoughts? 
No. If the Church was simply another Christian church/sect then yes it would be easily swallowed up by the greater mass. Look at the RLDS church as an example. As the Church is a living Church, Jesus Christ is the head, and he speaks to his prophets the Church would probably grow exponentially. It would be more likely that without the opposition President Hinckley's words would be more understood:
"“Let me say that we appreciate the truth in all churches and the good which they do. We say to the people, in effect, you bring with you all the good that you have, and then let us see if we can add to it. That is the spirit of this work. That is the essence of our missionary service”
As we are accepted more as Christian we offer to all and to every other Christian to come with all the good you have and let us increase the knowledge you already have.

This is exactly my problem with Trump.  Calling a certain person "Pocahontas" may seem to be belittling to a certain politician - but it is much more belittling to the entire base of indigenous Native Americans - and Trump could care less.  He does not care about innocent people that are hurt or neglected because of his narcissistic mannerisms.  It may seem cool that he causes problems for swamp creatures - I do no like him because he does not care about any collateral damage done to the undeserving while he is getting his revenge on those he wants.
 
The Traveler

On 23 Nov 1963 President Kennedy was assassinated. 5 days later on Thanksgiving morning my little sister Karen Louise  [Sept 8 1953 - Nov 28 1963]passed away from a brain tumor.
It has been 56 Thanksgivings ago. It took nearly a decade of thanksgivings for me to see them in gratitude and true thanksgiving, rather than as a holiday that my little sister no longer would be with us.
Christmas' were really hard too. As were her birthdays. Easters, Halloween, our siblings birthdays, Mom & Dad's birthdays and wedding anniversaries.
Karen brought a lot to the table in our home. She and I fought like most siblings do. She was a *dirty* fighter too ~ she would get me pinned down and then tickle me until I wet my pants. 😷
I once heard Mom telling the neighbor that Iggy and Karen were like two peas in the same pod. We would finish each others sentences, we were always together -arm in arm. She loved pedal pushers and I loathed them. Karen would initiate playing with others and if the little kid next door wanted our toys, she would just give it to them! I would run to Mom so she could get it back, and Mom would say - Give it time, they will put the toy down and then you can get it back. Karen instinctively knew this - how? She was 15 months younger than me, so how did she gain this knowledge?
Karen also knew that she would die. After her brain surgery, she talked about Jesus and the Angels that were always surrounding Him and us. I was too young to understand that she was trying to ease the road for me, us. She was saying goodbye and doing her level best as a loving10 year old to let me, us, know that she was going to be okay. That she was going to be living with Jesus and Heavenly Father and all the Greats and Grands.
The hole in my universe that ripped open the day she passed away is still there. For years and years I never thought the rawness would ease up. It has. Don't know exactly when the jaggedness smoothed out but it has. 56 years later it is a hole, a smoothed edged hole.
In those 56 years there have been so many more of my family members who have passed away. They are there with Karen and the Greats, Grands, family members, Jesus and Heavenly Father.
Karen was 10 when she passed. The proxy ordinances of baptism, confirmation, and sealing to our parents have been done. In June of 2001 I was sealed to our parents. The eternal link to my little sister and all my kindred dead is solid and it is now my responsibility to live my life in accordance to the gospel and obey the covenants I made with Heavenly Father and I will be joined with my eternal family.
On all of these holidays the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation brings me peace.

Pretty sure I wouldn't choose to say *compelled* by the Church. I suspect most cultures have a pretty strong influence particularly when one is surrounded by people saying the same thing and one wants to be part of it all. When young people are just stepping into the water, as it were, many adults certainly encourage them in what to say; but that's only natural and I'm sure is intended to build confidence. As for you and me, I don't think someone else can tell us whether our motivation is a mere desire to conform or to be liked, but I'm sure you already know that. Likewise, It's a little risky (for you and for me) to suggest to others that their expressions of conviction aren't what they ought to be. 

Hello, Iggy.  Mark Harrison (new kid on the block) here.  Thank you for sharing this.  I can relate to the challenge of dealing with the "hole".  All my best to you. 🙏

On 23 Nov 1963 President Kennedy was assassinated. 5 days later on Thanksgiving morning my little sister Karen Louise  [Sept 8 1953 - Nov 28 1963]passed away from a brain tumor.
It has been 56 Thanksgivings ago. It took nearly a decade of thanksgivings for me to see them in gratitude and true thanksgiving, rather than as a holiday that my little sister no longer would be with us.
Christmas' were really hard too. As were her birthdays. Easters, Halloween, our siblings birthdays, Mom & Dad's birthdays and wedding anniversaries.
Karen brought a lot to the table in our home. She and I fought like most siblings do. She was a *dirty* fighter too ~ she would get me pinned down and then tickle me until I wet my pants. 😷
I once heard Mom telling the neighbor that Iggy and Karen were like two peas in the same pod. We would finish each others sentences, we were always together -arm in arm. She loved pedal pushers and I loathed them. Karen would initiate playing with others and if the little kid next door wanted our toys, she would just give it to them! I would run to Mom so she could get it back, and Mom would say - Give it time, they will put the toy down and then you can get it back. Karen instinctively knew this - how? She was 15 months younger than me, so how did she gain this knowledge?
Karen also knew that she would die. After her brain surgery, she talked about Jesus and the Angels that were always surrounding Him and us. I was too young to understand that she was trying to ease the road for me, us. She was saying goodbye and doing her level best as a loving10 year old to let me, us, know that she was going to be okay. That she was going to be living with Jesus and Heavenly Father and all the Greats and Grands.
The hole in my universe that ripped open the day she passed away is still there. For years and years I never thought the rawness would ease up. It has. Don't know exactly when the jaggedness smoothed out but it has. 56 years later it is a hole, a smoothed edged hole.
In those 56 years there have been so many more of my family members who have passed away. They are there with Karen and the Greats, Grands, family members, Jesus and Heavenly Father.
Karen was 10 when she passed. The proxy ordinances of baptism, confirmation, and sealing to our parents have been done. In June of 2001 I was sealed to our parents. The eternal link to my little sister and all my kindred dead is solid and it is now my responsibility to live my life in accordance to the gospel and obey the covenants I made with Heavenly Father and I will be joined with my eternal family.
On all of these holidays the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation brings me peace.

On 23 Nov 1963 President Kennedy was assassinated. 5 days later on Thanksgiving morning my little sister Karen Louise  [Sept 8 1953 - Nov 28 1963]passed away from a brain tumor.
It has been 56 Thanksgivings ago. It took nearly a decade of thanksgivings for me to see them in gratitude and true thanksgiving, rather than as a holiday that my little sister no longer would be with us.
Christmas' were really hard too. As were her birthdays. Easters, Halloween, our siblings birthdays, Mom & Dad's birthdays and wedding anniversaries.
Karen brought a lot to the table in our home. She and I fought like most siblings do. She was a *dirty* fighter too ~ she would get me pinned down and then tickle me until I wet my pants. 😷
I once heard Mom telling the neighbor that Iggy and Karen were like two peas in the same pod. We would finish each others sentences, we were always together -arm in arm. She loved pedal pushers and I loathed them. Karen would initiate playing with others and if the little kid next door wanted our toys, she would just give it to them! I would run to Mom so she could get it back, and Mom would say - Give it time, they will put the toy down and then you can get it back. Karen instinctively knew this - how? She was 15 months younger than me, so how did she gain this knowledge?
Karen also knew that she would die. After her brain surgery, she talked about Jesus and the Angels that were always surrounding Him and us. I was too young to understand that she was trying to ease the road for me, us. She was saying goodbye and doing her level best as a loving10 year old to let me, us, know that she was going to be okay. That she was going to be living with Jesus and Heavenly Father and all the Greats and Grands.
The hole in my universe that ripped open the day she passed away is still there. For years and years I never thought the rawness would ease up. It has. Don't know exactly when the jaggedness smoothed out but it has. 56 years later it is a hole, a smoothed edged hole.
In those 56 years there have been so many more of my family members who have passed away. They are there with Karen and the Greats, Grands, family members, Jesus and Heavenly Father.
Karen was 10 when she passed. The proxy ordinances of baptism, confirmation, and sealing to our parents have been done. In June of 2001 I was sealed to our parents. The eternal link to my little sister and all my kindred dead is solid and it is now my responsibility to live my life in accordance to the gospel and obey the covenants I made with Heavenly Father and I will be joined with my eternal family.
On all of these holidays the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation brings me peace.

On 23 Nov 1963 President Kennedy was assassinated. 5 days later on Thanksgiving morning my little sister Karen Louise  [Sept 8 1953 - Nov 28 1963]passed away from a brain tumor.
It has been 56 Thanksgivings ago. It took nearly a decade of thanksgivings for me to see them in gratitude and true thanksgiving, rather than as a holiday that my little sister no longer would be with us.
Christmas' were really hard too. As were her birthdays. Easters, Halloween, our siblings birthdays, Mom & Dad's birthdays and wedding anniversaries.
Karen brought a lot to the table in our home. She and I fought like most siblings do. She was a *dirty* fighter too ~ she would get me pinned down and then tickle me until I wet my pants. 😷
I once heard Mom telling the neighbor that Iggy and Karen were like two peas in the same pod. We would finish each others sentences, we were always together -arm in arm. She loved pedal pushers and I loathed them. Karen would initiate playing with others and if the little kid next door wanted our toys, she would just give it to them! I would run to Mom so she could get it back, and Mom would say - Give it time, they will put the toy down and then you can get it back. Karen instinctively knew this - how? She was 15 months younger than me, so how did she gain this knowledge?
Karen also knew that she would die. After her brain surgery, she talked about Jesus and the Angels that were always surrounding Him and us. I was too young to understand that she was trying to ease the road for me, us. She was saying goodbye and doing her level best as a loving10 year old to let me, us, know that she was going to be okay. That she was going to be living with Jesus and Heavenly Father and all the Greats and Grands.
The hole in my universe that ripped open the day she passed away is still there. For years and years I never thought the rawness would ease up. It has. Don't know exactly when the jaggedness smoothed out but it has. 56 years later it is a hole, a smoothed edged hole.
In those 56 years there have been so many more of my family members who have passed away. They are there with Karen and the Greats, Grands, family members, Jesus and Heavenly Father.
Karen was 10 when she passed. The proxy ordinances of baptism, confirmation, and sealing to our parents have been done. In June of 2001 I was sealed to our parents. The eternal link to my little sister and all my kindred dead is solid and it is now my responsibility to live my life in accordance to the gospel and obey the covenants I made with Heavenly Father and I will be joined with my eternal family.
On all of these holidays the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation brings me peace.

On 23 Nov 1963 President Kennedy was assassinated. 5 days later on Thanksgiving morning my little sister Karen Louise  [Sept 8 1953 - Nov 28 1963]passed away from a brain tumor.
It has been 56 Thanksgivings ago. It took nearly a decade of thanksgivings for me to see them in gratitude and true thanksgiving, rather than as a holiday that my little sister no longer would be with us.
Christmas' were really hard too. As were her birthdays. Easters, Halloween, our siblings birthdays, Mom & Dad's birthdays and wedding anniversaries.
Karen brought a lot to the table in our home. She and I fought like most siblings do. She was a *dirty* fighter too ~ she would get me pinned down and then tickle me until I wet my pants. 😷
I once heard Mom telling the neighbor that Iggy and Karen were like two peas in the same pod. We would finish each others sentences, we were always together -arm in arm. She loved pedal pushers and I loathed them. Karen would initiate playing with others and if the little kid next door wanted our toys, she would just give it to them! I would run to Mom so she could get it back, and Mom would say - Give it time, they will put the toy down and then you can get it back. Karen instinctively knew this - how? She was 15 months younger than me, so how did she gain this knowledge?
Karen also knew that she would die. After her brain surgery, she talked about Jesus and the Angels that were always surrounding Him and us. I was too young to understand that she was trying to ease the road for me, us. She was saying goodbye and doing her level best as a loving10 year old to let me, us, know that she was going to be okay. That she was going to be living with Jesus and Heavenly Father and all the Greats and Grands.
The hole in my universe that ripped open the day she passed away is still there. For years and years I never thought the rawness would ease up. It has. Don't know exactly when the jaggedness smoothed out but it has. 56 years later it is a hole, a smoothed edged hole.
In those 56 years there have been so many more of my family members who have passed away. They are there with Karen and the Greats, Grands, family members, Jesus and Heavenly Father.
Karen was 10 when she passed. The proxy ordinances of baptism, confirmation, and sealing to our parents have been done. In June of 2001 I was sealed to our parents. The eternal link to my little sister and all my kindred dead is solid and it is now my responsibility to live my life in accordance to the gospel and obey the covenants I made with Heavenly Father and I will be joined with my eternal family.
On all of these holidays the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation brings me peace.

To me, there’s the administrative church, and the spiritual church.
If your name is on the church records, you’re in the administrative church.  
Members of the administrative church who are keeping their covenants have the seal of the Holy Spirit of Promise—the “earnest” Paul spoke of—and are members of the spiritual church, or Church of the Firstborn as it’s sometimes called in scripture.  I would venture to suggest that we each drift out of and back into the spiritual church as often as we are alienated from God through sin and then become re-reconciled to God and His Holy Spirit through the continued exercise of faith and repentance.  

You're not there to be an expert.
You're not there to lecture.
You're there to encourage discussion as everyone brings the shards of what they know together.  Those are the best teachers.  

I suspect that your niece gains great satisfaction from catching the criminals who produce those videos. At the same time, your question is not head-pat worthy. Most would find viewing such degradation too awful. Her sense of purpose might override that, but the reality is that many people just cannot go there.

Hi to any non-LDS folks,
As you may be aware, our temples and what happens in them, are a very sacred subjects for us.  In threads like this, in the LDS Gospel Discussion board, we're open and vulnerable.  As you participate in this thread and others like it, maybe hold this mental image: The LDS in this room are all standing in a doctor's exam room changing into those little gowns that open in the back, and you're here fully clothed with a recording device.  Please be respectful.  We're sensitive.
As a reminder, mormondialogue.org is open and happy to have anyone who wants to make points or highlight issues or whatever.  Don't do it here please.

Maureen, you're not a Latter-day Saint. In the present case, you are participating in an explicitly LDS sub-forum dedicated to discussing LDS doctrine about the gospel. If you have honest questions meant to dispel your ignorance, go ahead and ask, and then carefully listen to the answers. If you want to debate, go elsewhere. Instead of butting in, consider butting out of conversations where your ignorance vastly supersedes any possible contribution you might make. The present thread is an example of such a conversation.

At first read, I don't think this person is a member. This appears to be the questions from an anti-Mormon. If she truly is a member, then this type of question will only be answered by the Spirit of Truth, and through this individual exercising faith, hope, and charity.
I would simply recommend the following verse of scripture, Helaman 3:35. Invite her to follow the counsel and then act in faith, hope, and charity and if she does so the Lord will reveal unto her his love.
How can a women's place be worse in the eternities when she is perfect, glorified, immortal, and "one" with her husband and God? Does the notion of "one" somehow mean a person is "less"?
The sealing promises the same regarding giving and receiving. The husband is to love his wife as Christ loved the Church...that is part of the sealing.

I would point out in passing that minor changes in wording designed to cater to current hypersensitive sensibilities do not invalidate the doctrine taught consistently over the past 150 years. Things that were once eternal truths have not suddenly become false.

I would recommend this sister attend the endowment session now. There are specific answers to her questions in the endowment now. Listen carefully to the words and notice the wording of the covenants. If there are still questions, then ask to speak to the temple president or matron to discuss. Further explanations on a public forum aren't appropriate, in my opinion.

We have been through this plenty of times.  We ignore all of them - treat them like telemarketers.  We don't deal with collections agencies.  We have 2 histories that got sent to collections before we could satisfactorily settle with the company - 1st one was a modeling agency that represented my husband and charged him for classes when he never agreed to classes, he only needed the agent to sign the contract because the client wouldn't sign without an agent.  The other one is a snafu with a hospital when both my husband and I carried insurance (after Obamacare, grrr) - the 2 insurance carriers keep on pingponging the insurance claim back and forth between them, meanwhile the hospital kept asking us to pay because the insurance didn't give them money.  They got tired of waiting for everything to get settled so they sold the thing to a collections agency.  We refused to deal with the collections agency who like to threaten us with this or that like mafia bosses.  We dealt with the credit bureaus instead.
 
 

Ok, so for an attempt to collect on me story.
 
I had an on duty injury that required either stitches or super glue.  I went to the ER, in uniform, and they opted for the super glue treatment.  They were informed at check in that this was an on duty injury and who to contact at my agency and this would be a workmans comp claim.  We work with this hospital all the time and numerous members of our agency work security for them part time.
Fast forward.  I receive a bill for the ER visit.  I call the hospital and remind them that this was an on duty injury and go back through the who to contact process.  A month later, another bill.  I call and again tell them this was on duty, talk to the department and stop bothering me.
Next I get a phone call from the hospital collection department.  I ask them if it shows my employer.  They say yes.  I tell them it was an on duty injury and to call the agency and I hang up.  I call my HR department and speak with them.  The lady in charge of payment has been asking them for months for the bill so she can pay it.  I ask her if she wanted me to send the bill to her since I still have the last copy.  She says no, she will call them when we hang up.
Time passes and guess who gets another call?  I ask them what their malfunction is (in rather impolite terms).  I give them the name of the person and her phone number and tell them to call her.  They apologize and say the will speak with her.
Yea, you thought this story ended at this point.
Another call.  I go through the roof this time.  I tell them that this was an on duty injury, it is covered by workmans comp and that it is illegal for them to keep harassing me over a workmans comp bill.  I tell them I am a police officer and the next time they call me I am filing charges against everyone in the hospital billing and collections department that I can attach to contacting me.  I give them the HR lady's name and number again and tell them they are going to regret it if my credit score has been affected due to their incompetence.  I also warn them they will regret calling me about this bill ever again.  I may or may not have spoken like I do at work sometimes.  Words may have been used.  Yelling can be confirmed.
I called HR and they laughed and laughed about the story.  They figured they would get a bill this time. 
I called back a few months later and asked if they had ever gotten a bill.  They said they received a call later that day asking who/where to send the bill and it arrived within a week.
 
 

This happened to my wife once.  She worked at a vet clinic, and a year or two after she quit, a collections company  tried to bill her for services given to like 8 different dogs.  Rude, pushy, scary guy - making all sorts of demands, claiming she owed, demanding all sorts of information.  It was like a pushy, nasty, aggressive used car salesman amped up to 11.  The atmosphere was one of "I've caught you, you slimy no good thief, and I will get money from you, you can either cooperate and tell me everything I need to know, or we can do this the hard way."
I hung up on him the first call and refused to give him any information.  Then I called a lawyer friend of the family and asked his advice.  He recommended that all communication happen in writing.  So I called the guy back, told him I'd consulted a lawyer, gave him only my email address, and told him I would respond only to email communication from here on out.  Guy was not happy and kept asking questions (give wife's cell number, confirm home address, admit to owing the bill, etc).  I just kept cutting him off with "Email me the details and I'll respond."  I must have said it like six times.  I eventually had to hang up on him a second time.
Got the email with the charges.  Responded via email with why we didn't owe anything, and demanded they stop all collection activities or we would retain the lawyer and all further communication would go through the lawyer.  I don't remember if I got confirmation from them that they'd closed the account, but they stopped contacting us. 
Deal with these people from a position of strength - that's my advice.  Treat them like gang-bangers who want to come into your child's bedroom.