Monday, P-Day, was freezing cold. Literally. Flurries. But Sisters Trommlitz and Tomlinson, as well as 2 elders got in my van and went with me to Sycamore Shoals State Park. When we got down along the river, their gloves came off and they skipped stones until their hands were as cold as the rocks they skipped. Some of them even washed their muddy hands in the icy river.; Smiling the whole time, of course. On the way back from the river, we headed for the reconstructed Fort Watauga. As we approached, Sister Tomlinson climbed up a tree in a manner that showed it wasn't her first time. The senior elder stood there trying to remember what the handbook said about climbing trees. Then up went Sister Trommlitz into another tree. The elder was saying, "Please be careful. I don't want to have to...." Up went the other elder. Finally, the one responsible climbed up, too! What fun!
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