Half Way



I know at half way through a mission, it was the tradition to burn a tie or a white shirt.  Well that didn't work for me as the only thing that was really worn out was my shoes.  I had a blow out on my right shoe.  Look at this.  Looks like I walked to Nauvoo or something doesn't it.  So...... let the sacrifice begin.

I set my name tag here just for the effect.  I put some paper in the shoes thinking that would burn better than an old piece of leather.  Actually the counselor in the temple presidency lives across the street.  It was his idea to put the name tag on the shoe. 

This is Pres Hanson putting my shoes in the garbage truck right after the picture.  He came over and offered gasoline to really get the fire going.  Talk about finger prints on the weapon.  He is a real sweetheart though.