by Bradly Baird (bio)
Dateline: Provo - 28 January, 2012
The temperature was below freezing in Provo today and I am doing my usual weekend work at the MTC. As our teaching session begins, the fire alarm rings. We file dutifully out of the building and walk down to the southern parking circle by the flag poles. Never to waste a minute, the MTC teachers line the service missionaries (read: me) and the volunteers up according to parking stall and set the missionaries on us for street contacting fun. It should be noted that none of us were wearing heavy coats.
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The missionaries prepare for cold (very) street contacting.
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Everyone is in their appointed parking stall.
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The missionaries are on the move.
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Closer and closer to their quarry.
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Let the frosty street contacting begin.