Okay. I'm finally ready to talk about D-Day, also known as dropping Ben off at the MTC. The day went really smoothly. We left early enough to stop at Subway in Orem for lunch. Since Joey had come along for the ride, we used up our last few extra minutes at a park in Provo near the house where Mike and I had lived when we were first married.
The MTC at first appearance looked jam-packed with cars and people, but it was actually a very well organized operation. The missionaries were standing in small groups waiting to welcome the newbies. When Ben got out of the Jeep, they quickly asked him about the important stuff...like having his immunization record, NOT having house keys, and was he ready to go??? There was just time for a quick hug, and then, he was off to start missionary life. Much better, IMO, than sitting there blubbering during the presentation for the families. Mike and I were both a bit teary-eyed, and Joey kept asking "where's Ben?" We all went and drowned our sorrows in some Creamery ice cream at BYU.
A pic of Joey and her missionary...
A couple of action pics of Joey at the park...
Thanks Joey for helping Granny and Papa through a tough day. We couldn't have done it without you!
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