And I got a picture with my friend Barb outside of the Peter Whitmer home.
After saying goodbye to Barb I went to dinner with my parents. Shortly after that we left CJ and Mark with them and we got in the car to come home.
CJ and Mark are spending the next couple of weeks in Utah with them.
I really miss them.
Oh, one other event I want to add: At the Palmyra Inn, where my parents stayed, all of the cars with Utah license plates had their plates stolen. Including my folks.
One set of plates, that were Purple Heart plates, were returned the next day.
My dad filed a police report, but it is doubtful the plates will ever be recovered.
We theorized that the theft may have been committed by some of the anti-mormons who were there to protest the pageant. We came to this conclusion since it was only Utah plates that were taken.
I would love to be wrong about this, since stealing someones license plates seems a very silly way to try to prove you are a better Christian than them.
It was a great trip. I hope to be able to go again next year too.