
I finally gave in to the LDS YSA Memorial Day ritual and took a trip to Duck Beach with some friends. We'd rented a smaller beachfront home a


We took a trip to the Cape Hatteras lighthouse - which they actually had to physically move due to erosion of the coastline. (Correct me if I'm wrong, anyone.) The figures sleeping on the ground are me, Marcia, and Princess.


And no trip to the beach would be complete without building a giant replica of Trogdor in the sand.

Thanks, Lisa, for letting us bury you.
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