every may

my home ward has "the ward clean up"
now it's a shadow of what it once was, I don't think they even call it "the ward clean up" anymore.

 me and aly would have a sleepover and then wake up early to follow the huge dump truck they rented around the neighborhood. we would throw sticks into it while the men and boys would actually work - throwing huge tree limbs in. we were in love with pretty much every single young man in our ward at some point, so we had a great excuse to spend a saturday morning with them. we'd have breakfast at some point and spend the day outside.

so, like i said, shadow of what it once was. but here's my church... for me that's kind of like saying "here's my childhood".