The dress code for the evening was formal, as in the most formal (black tie and all) we wished to adhere to. I was impressed with the number of people who showed up in tuxedos and fancy dresses, including the members of our bishopric.
We started off the night with a delicious Dutch oven dinner provided by Zak and Kirk Davis, who worked very hard to feed our motley crew. Ryan also slaved for an untold number of hours to make us a tasty cake, which was the highlight of the dessert table. Here he is, posing with his creation and with Adria in what I can only assume is a mock wedding photo (unless those two know something I don't know):
After dinner, each member of the bishopric took a few minutes to address us and to share some final counsel and thoughts as we prepare to go our separate ways.
That was followed by about three hours of dancing, and most of the die-hards stayed and participated in everything until the very end.
Yours truly was among that group, dancing the cha-cha with Stephanie and, after that, joining with Bishop Lake and others in an old favorite, "Y.MC.A.":
We were plumb tuckered out by the end of the night, but it was a good kind of tired; we enjoyed every minute of it.
And, for many of us, "enjoying every minute of it" pretty much sums up our whole experience with the Millstream Ward.
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