After Sammy was set apart by President Zaugg, which was amazing, he is now and Elder!, we went home and finished packing for our trip. We left late afternoon Friday to head to Utah. It took a very, very, long time. We went through Yellowstone National Park through Gardner. We were going to go down through Jackson Hole, but the traffic was so slow (Probably due to being the day after the 4th) we cut over to West Yellowstone and stopped in Idaho Falls for the night.
We spent about two days in Tropic/Bryce visiting with family and letting Sammy say goodbye to everyone. Particularly grandpa Pollock. He took Sammy aside and talked with him for a while and gave him some great advice on how to be a missionary. I think Sammy appreciated it. He saw the newest member of the Pollock clan, David and Taylor's little Titan. He was only a few days old and so darling. It was a quick trip down south, but hey, that's what we do.
We left to go back to Sandy and do some last minute things there, including going to the Salt Lake Temple, that was the one thing Sammy wanted to do before he left, but found out, when we drove
down there to park, that it was closed for two weeks for cleaning. We ended up walking around the shopping area across the street from the temple and did some shopping for Sammy, while Grandma took Maren to the Brigham Young home for a tour. We went to get a haircut. I told that gal to give him a missionary haircut at SuperCuts, and she pulled out the buzzer. I think it affected me to have his hair so short more than Sammy. We had a nice dinner at mom's and those who were in town came over to visit with him.
Wednesday was the day. He was to be at the MTC at 1:20. We went to In-N-Out Burger for his last meal before the mission life began.
He is such a cutie.
I can't even express words on how I felt at this picture. I was crying from happiness that he was actually on his mission, something that I have been planning for since his birth, and crying from sadness because this was the last time I would get to see him in person for two years.
They didn't let us say a long goodbye, it was a quick give everyone a hug, then he was off. I'm glad he turned to let me take this final photo.
Love you Sammy. Goodbye.
We had to quickly pull away, but needed to rearrange the van because we were heading down to California right away. There was a parking lot right after we dropped him off, and after fixing up the van, we sat for a little while and noticed every single mom driving by wiping her tears away from her eyes. I knew exactly how they were feeling.












































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