He's 54 and he still loves being a kid. This week he decided that he wanted to be a pioneer. So he packed up his bike and rode from This is the Place Monument and headed towards Martin's Cove. What? Who does that? By themselves? But he couldn't find a trail to get past Evanston and then he crashed. So he was with us for Halloween! And... he dressed up. He's 54 people! His costume: Lance Armstrong. He had the yellow jersey and a needle sticking into his arm connecting to an IV bag hanging around his neck full of blood. Yep, he was a doper, and he's a bishop. Sometimes I wish I could get more into the spirit of halloween and be as cool as my dad. Or, all the time.
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