The Whopping Crumb

The Long Hike

2011-10-05T23:46:00.000-07:00

Last year, I began a tradition of hiking the old stadium stairs between the Richards Building and the Tanner Building on BYU campus. During the Fall of 2010, my climbing somewhat diminished and then stopped. This Summer, I chose to revive my efforts.

After building up my strength over time, I was able to reach the level of exercise I had met the prior year: I hiked the stairs for 30 minutes straight three days every week.

To take my mind off of the climbing, I began reading while hiking. I was re-reading the Wheel of Time series at the time in anticipation for the release of the final book, and this presented a good opportunity to get some additional reading in.

Reading while hiking is nothing new; I used to do it on Scout hikes all the time. Thankfully, my prior experience has taught me enough to avoid any nasty tumbles down the stairs (and since they are concrete, they would be especially painful should I slip).

As a side note, I realized that I might slip into inactivity due to the cold weather, so I began searching for a viable alternative. For a time, I tried the Kimball tower (see below).

As I was searching for a good winter hiking spot, I continued to hike outside and read. One day (the 27th of July to be exact), after my 30 minutes of climbing were up, I decided I wanted to find out how long I could hike the stairs. At that point, I had begun incorporating a steep hill on campus as well (see below).

I put my book down and began to read the campus newspaper, The Daily Universe. I decided to stop hiking once I had finished the newspaper. It took me 50 minutes to read it.

In short, I hiked for 1 hour and 20 minutes straight that day. The next day, I read all the way through a magazine I had been intending to finish for some time. That took me 1 hour and 50 minutes.

I had reached a point where I could climb for nearly 2 hours! It was the first time I had done any such thing in roughly 17 years. It began to seem that mountain climbing could be a real possibility after all!

That is the next goal. But first, I will need to make it through the winter.

Not a problem :)

Shorts with calf socks (rowr...)

2011-10-05T22:48:00.000-07:00

Today (5 October 2011), after work, I could not decide whether or not I would go and climb the stairs on BYU campus as I have been doing for the last several months. I was tired, and the prospect of watching several episodes of Chuck (great series by the way) was extremely appealing.

During my period of indecisiveness, I rummaged through my shoulder bag and discovered that I had brought only my shorts. Normally, this would not pose a problem. I usually wear a t-shirt and my running shoes (go Asics) However, I was wearing a polo shirt. This meant that I would be climbing the stairs in part business casual and part exercise clothing.

As I dithered, my habits took over and I drove to campus. I figured after all, that a polo would not seem too incredibly strange with exercise shorts.

*As a side note, I am now climbing the stairs in the new addition to the Tanner building on BYU campus in anticipation of the coming cold weather.*

Upon arrival, I made my way to the fourth floor bathroom of the new addition to the Tanner building and began to change.

Before entering the bathroom, I passed a new convention-style room where some sort of meeting for MBA students was taking place (one side of the room is made entirely of glass and faces where the bathrooms are located). Needless to say, I saw a lot of very well-dressed people.

As I began to change, I abruptly realized that I had not worn my running shoes that day. Instead, I had worn some brown leather shoes that normally work very well with casual as well as more formal wear. They would not, however, look so great with exercise shorts, calf high socks, and a polo. Adding to my predicament (the fact that I would look like a complete goober), I realized that I would have to pass in front of the convention in clear view of its occupants.

Again, I had to make a decision: do I walk out there, possibly see someone I know, and endure some covert snickering, or just go home? At this point, a picture may help to illustrate my point. (see below)

As you can see, I looked, shall we say, rather odd.

Well, I made my decision. I would go ahead as planned and finish my stair climbing for the night - even if I did look like a goober. So, I changed. Then, I made my way towards the bathroom door.

Once I exited the bathroom, it was necessary to walk directly towards the wall of glass in order to gain access to the side hallway and stair well where I would do my hiking. Needless to say, I strode quickly, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the convention room, and veered as quickly as I could into the hallway and away from further embarrassment. During the whole oh, five seconds of mortification, I had a small grin on my face. I am sure I looked like an idiot.

In any case, my exercise went smoothly and I left a half hour later having met my goal for the day. Next time, however, I'll remember my t-shirt and shoes :)

The hike to the Y

2011-10-05T21:54:00.001-07:00

Several weeks ago (Sept 9th 2011 to be exact). I hiked to the top of the giant "Y" symbol on Y mountain. It was a very good benchmark for the progress I have made on my personal fitness. Here is the entry I typed up (intended for this post) that night and the following day (along with my own edits today):

As I sat here and began writing last night immediately after the hike, I felt only a vague tenderness in my calves and a mere ghost of the same in my upper legs. Today (10 Sept 2011), I feel normal. In fact, I feel great.

To put this hike in perspective, the last time I did a hike of similar difficulty (the hike to Mount Timpanogos Cave) one of my knees swelled up to a fantastic size, making it impossible to walk on for three days. In fact, my knee was so swollen that I could not physically extend it beyond approximately 90 degrees. And, it should be noted that the hike to the Y (if my memory serves) was far more difficult even though it was shorter. Yet, here I sit with no apparent physical effect. What a blessing that is!! It appears that my stair climbing over the last few months has built enough muscle to remove the strain from my knees. As a result, my knees have not been affected by the hike to the Y.

The climb to the Y has been on my mind for some weeks now, but the decision to go was made at nearly the last minute as my workday on Friday wound down. I have been considering attempting a hike of the Mount Timpanogos trail (the one that leads to the very top of the mountain) and thought that a good intermediate step would be to climb the Y. As I set up an appointment to get my hair cut later on that day, the decision solidified; I would go regardless of what else happened this weekend.

Almost immediately my decision was tested. Realizing that I did not have my camera to provide photographic evidence of my climb, I chose to drive home after work to obtain it. As soon as I arrived, one of my co-workers who lives in my complex invited me to go to a restaurant called the Pizza Slab and to see some live music. He and one of my old roommates were just climbing in their car to leave. I declined the invitation and maintained my refusal even though they looked faintly crestfallen (I will do other things with them later on next week). Leaving them, I entered my appartment and told one of my roomates what I planned. He asked if he could come since he had never been; I gladly accepted. After changing and dropping some items off to a different appartment (my roommates task), we drove to Subway, had dinner, then drove up to the Y's trail head as the sun was beginning to set.

After parking the car, I took some pictures to document the beginning of the hike (see below)

Above is my roommate, Nathan, who struck a rather heroic pose as he gazed over Provo prior to attacking the trail.

I also took a panoramic view of Provo and a single shot facing the Y before beginning the hike (see below)

As Nate and I approached the trail head, a shirtless guy (presumably a college student) came racing down the trail and flung himself from the trail gate opening to the asphalt covered road, clearing a small flight of stairs in the process, and sprinted away. I find the event rather amusing at the moment, though I cannot say precisely why. This, however, was how our hike began.

Nathan and I set a fairly demanding pace at once, and I found my self breathing heavily a mere five minutes into our hike. The slope of the hill and the sometimes awkward footing also had me working unfamiliar muscles in my legs and especially in my shins and calves. There were several spots where I had to call a halt to our hike to catch my breath. I admit that I called all of the rests. However, each of our halts were quite brief. As we rapidly ascended, we passed several people including an elderly couple who were slowly advancing to the top. Seeing the elderly couple, the husband supporting his wife's forearm with his, warmed my heart. We arrived quite quickly (28 minutes to be exact) and took a bit of a shortcut to the very top of the "Y" symbol. We did not stay long, but took time to look over the valley and take some pictures (see below). The sun was already set, but was still lighting the clouds in the distance with a deep coral red.

After collecting my photographic evidence, and looking about for a few additional moments, we collected our things and began the descent. I thought perhaps that I would feel some kind of euphoric triumph. I did not; instead, I just looked around and said to my self "Huh, well... I guess we made it." Then we began the return trip.

I had been worried that we would be unable to see in the dark on the way down. As it turned out, there really was no need. The lights from the city below were pleasantly dim, and provided enough light to not only light our way, but cast our shadows against the mountainside. As we rapidly clambered down the mountain, Nathan and I discussed dating, life, and relationships. We even shared some horrific break up stories (pretty awesome). In any case, we arrived at the base of the hike without incident, climbed into my car and set off to our apartment. I felt a curious rush of optimism. I felt uplifted and incredibly productive all of a sudden. When I mentioned it to Nate, he identified it as a runner's high (who knew?). So, while I did not feel any sort of euphoric burst at the top of the mountain, I did at the end (I suppose I should insert something motivational here, but I've got nothing).

Perhaps the most wonderful part of this story is that I did not suffer any ill effects. Not the day of, nor the day after did I feel sore in any significant way. But most importantly, I did not incur any injury due to my arthritis. And that is brilliant news indeed.

Old pictures

2010-11-21T17:53:00.000-08:00

Several weeks ago, I went down to Las Vegas to help out with the possible move of my mother, and discovered an undeveloped roll of film. I thought I would post a few of the pictures I found from the developed roll. Enjoy!

From the look of things, I think it very likely that these pictures were taken just a few days after I came home from my mission (23 December 1998).

These pictures were definitely taken on the day of my graduation from CCSN (2004). It was a tremendous day for me, having done so well. Particularly because I graduated with high honors.

Shark Attack! (minus the sharks, add swing)

2010-11-14T22:45:00.000-08:00

For the last several months, I have been practicing a swing dance routine with the BYU Swing Kids Intermediate team (Scott Blevens, coach), and had an opportunity to "unoficially" compete against several other Utah teams at an event called "Shark Attack!" (I still do not know why it was called that, due to the lack of any marine theme). In any case, the rehearsals during the last few weeks before the competition were a flurry of activity. Despite the time under our belt, we had yet to complete the whole routine in practice. This meant that we had to work very hard to come up to scratch before showtime. Thankfully everything came off beautifully (more on that later).

The morning of the competition (Saturday, 6 Nov 2010), our team met with a professional swing dancer (her name unfortunately escapes me) in a ballroom within the South City Campus building of the Salt Lake Community College for lessons and feedback. I must say that the most enjoyable part of the morning (among many enjoyable parts) was the opportunity to see the building we practiced in. The building is stunning. Built between 1929 and 1931, it has a beautiful brick, tile, and carved stone (or perhaps concrete) facade and interior. I was glad to see that although the interior had been updated with modern electricity and flourescent lights, much of the exquisite detailing had been left intact (including the stuccoed ceiling). In any case, when we walked into the ballroom, I was struck by the soaring ceilings and shafts of still-morning light slanting down from the windows behind the observation gallery. I had to take a picture or two on my friend's iPhone (see below)*keep in mind that the sense of scale may not seem that grand in the picture. I am convinced that it simply has to do with the loss of perspective in the 2D picture - trust me, it was huge:)

All in all, it was a magical experience. The lesson was quite good, and the whole experience quite memorable.

After our morning practice, I spent most of the day with two of my swing dancing friends in Salt Lake City. We visited the Church History Museum (which neither of them had attended before), ate dinner at the Green Iguana (http://www.rediguana.com), and walked around the Grand America Hotel (http://www.grandamerica.com/). We may or may not have even spied into one or two gorgeous rooms to which we definitely were not invited. All in all, it was a beautiful break.

Eventually we all made it back to the dance where we fit in two more practices before the actual competition. Thankfully, our coach finagled our opportunity to go first so we did not have to bear with the nerves. It felt absolutley solid. Sadly, we did not place (though many of us felt we had a shot at first place). But it felt very good; especially since we had only recently pulled the routine together. Here is a video of the performance:

All in all, not a bad Saturday - not bad at all. I had to blog about the experience because it was quite possibly the best Saturday I have enjoyed in a very long time.
Well, that's all I have for now, but keep posted, and I will surely strike again :)

-Ben :)

The first of many steps (literal and figurative)

2010-07-05T00:34:00.000-07:00

Several months ago, I had the opportunity to set up some personal goals along with my work-related ones for my job. One of these personal goals (a fitness one) originated with an experience I had just a few weeks before the goals were due. As I recall, I was on my way home when I spotted the stairs attached to the North end of the Richards Building (on BYU campus) and wondered how I would hold up if I walked (just walked - there was no running involved) up and down the stairs (pictured below).

Because the stairs used to be part of the Football / track field for BYU back in the day (there are black and white photos of the field hanging in the Wilkinson Student Center - that is how I found this out), they are very long and somewhat steeper than one might normally find on a regular flight of stairs (and they have several landings as one goes up - just like one might expect in a stadium). I decided to set a timer on my phone and see how I would hold up going up and down the stairs for only five minutes. It seemed to go just fine, and I finished the five minutes of exercise with some effort. Ten or so minutes later, however, as I stood in an isle of the grocery store trying to select some breakfast cereal, I found my legs shaking no matter my attempts to stand still. I resolved then to set a goal involving the climbing of these stairs since my sedentary lifestyle had apparently turned me disappointingly soft. The stair goal was especially important to me because of the arthritis in my knees. I had read an account of a woman suffering from Osteoarthritis who found relief through dancing. I reasoned, therefore, that I might also experience some relief from the exercise. I also wanted to see if I could work up to hiking again, as I did with my dad when I was young. My doctors had told me in the past that if I worked up to climbing, and my body did not react negatively (in other words, if my knees did not swell up), then it could be possible for me to do such an activity again. I felt powerfully that I should do this, and resolved to climb the stairs again. The goal I set was to work up to climbing the stairs three days a week, 30 minutes each time by the end of the quarter (30 June 2010). I began climbing the stairs five minutes a day, three days during my first week, ten minutes the next, 15 the next, and so on. By the end of June, I had begun taking the stairs two at a time on my way up, since I had already reached my goal early, and needed some additional challenge. It has been very rewarding to set a goal, set it out in the ether so I could be accountable to it, and achieve it; especially since it was something that I wanted so much. So, yeah, it feels great to reach this point, and am ready for the next round (to be continued)!

Saundra Alldredge Oral History Project

2007-12-30T15:08:00.000-08:00

Interview with Saundra Alldredge (born July 26, 1949)
Date of Interview: December 29, 2007; Lafayette, Indiana
Interviewer: Benjamin Alldredge
Transcriber: Benjamin Alldredge
Transcription of a video taped interview

Benjamin A.: Okay, just to begin, um…this is, well, the person you’re seeing is Saundra Alldredge, my mom. This is uh…Ben Alldredge performing the interview. We’re in the home of Josh and Tiffany Smith at 1515 Adams Street, Lafayette, Indiana 47905. Um…my…let’s see actually, the date is Saturday, the 29th of December, 2007. Okay, just to begin for general information, so you know exactly what we are going to be talking about, um…I’m just interviewing you about your memories about your use of the media; growing up and throughout your life and that sort of thing. Um…feel free to say anything you like. As always there is no right or wrong answer in this particular type of interview. So, anything you have to say will be very much appreciated. And also, It’ll give us, including my children and everyone else’s children a unique insight into your world growing up, so thank you very much…

Saundra A.: You’re welcome

Benjamin A.: …for doing that. Um…first off, what kind of a role did the media have in your life growing up? In other words, how did you use the media growing up? And when I’m talking about media, I mean like TV, radio, all those sorts of things.

Saundra A.: Uh…I don’t remember as a child using very much media. We didn’t have TV for a long time and when we did it was black and white. And the first color TV I ever saw was in my Uncle Arch’s office. And he was the…I think at the time he was President of Bonneville Incorporated.

Benjamin A.: He started that corporation. Is that right?

Saundra A.: I don’t know if he started it, but he um…No, he was president of KSL, and yes, I think he was very instrumental in starting Bonneville. But I think he was President of KSL at the time.

Benjamin A.: Cool.

Saundra A.: And I remember being just fascinated with the color TV.

Benjamin A.: How big was it?

Saundra A.: I…can’t remember the dimensions…maybe a foot by foot square?

Benjamin A.: A foot by foot?

Saundra A.: It may have been bigger, but I just remember that it was really…It was an unusual thing. It was when they were just very first invented.

Benjamin A.: Awesome. Okay, cool. Now, which media did you use primarily when you were growing up; radio or TV?

Saundra A.: I think it was radio. I remember my dad listening to BYU games. And I just remember him faithfully listening to the games. They would always say “And BYU fumbled again!!” I remember that one really well. And then we’d listen to conference on the radio. I remember that in Denver.

Benjamin A.: Okay, great. Um, let’s see. Now, um…were there any specific radio programs you listened to?

Saundra A.: I don’t remember any programs, but I really listened to the music when I was a teenager.

Benjamin A.: What kind of music?

Saundra A.: Rock and Roll. It was the Beatles, I remember them really well. I can’t remember any of the groups. But, I definitely listened to the Rock and Roll. I remember dancing the twist, and my mother thinking that was horrible.

Benjamin A.: Around what year was that?

Saundra A.: Let’s see…It was around…Well I graduated around ’69, so it must have been like ’65, ’66.

Benjamin A.: You mean the year you graduated high school?

Saundra A.: I graduated around ’69. I’m pretty sure. It may have been around ’67. I’m not too good with the dates. But it was when I was a freshman…sophomore; freshman or sophomore in Salt Lake…when we lived there.

Benjamin A.: You lived in Salt Lake?

Saundra A.: Mm Hm. That’s when my dad tried to open a business.

Benjamin A.: Oh, okay.

Saundra A.: And I believe…Yeah it had to be around my freshman, sophomore year because junior and senior year I spent in Wichita, Kansas.

Benjamin A.: Oh, okay. Wow, didn’t know that. So, did you go straight from Salt Lake to Provo to go to BYU?

Saundra A.: No…my parents dropped me off on their way to California from Kansas at Dixie College for two years. And then I was kind of heartbroken because this guy that I had fallen in love with broke it off with me and so I stayed home for about a semester and then I went to BYU and was about to graduate, didn’t have any marriage prospects, so I thought “Well, I’d better graduate in something.” So I was actually working on graduating in, um, teaching homemaking in junior high, which I would have hated; teaching cooking and sewing and those things. I had an excellent sewing teacher when I was in junior high, and she really inspired me. I did a lot of sewing. I was very meticulous and didn’t get a lot of things done, but what I got done was very beautiful inside and out.

Benjamin A.: Cool

Saundra A.: I made a coat in 9th grade.

Benjamin A.: Wow. Okay, perfect. Alright. Now, I already asked you that. You don’t have any…a specific favorite radio program that you remember from back then.

Saundra A.: No

Benjamin A.: Okay, um, what’s your favorite memory of listening to the radio? I’m sorry, not your favorite, your first memory, if you can recall.

Saundra A.: I don’t remember a lot until I was about 10 years old. And then I remember listening to conference, and my dad listening to BYU games. He was sooo faithful. They just did not do well ‘till after I graduated college, and then they started doing really well.

Benjamin A.: They waited until you were gone and then they started doing well.

Saundra A.: Mm Hm

Benjamin A.: Were you a football fan?

Saundra A.: Not a whole lot. Not a whole lot. But ah, I remember going to the games with your dad and my husband, Gary. He was definitely a fan.

Benjamin A.: Awesome. Oh, oh the agony. Of going to BYU and…

Saundra A.: Always losing.

Benjamin A.: Yeah. Let’s see. I think I’ve already asked you this. Were there any specific occasions when you would listen to the radio growing up? And you already said conference.

Saundra A.: Yeah. I remember conference and hearing my dad watch the football games…listening to the football and basketball games.

Benjamin A.: Very cool. Let’s see. Um, what do you remember about the first time you watched TV or purchased a TV?

Saundra A.: I don’t remember a whole lot about the TV. I do remember that it was black and white and I don’t think we got one until I was probably a junior or senior in high school. We didn’t have one for a long, long time. We didn’t have one when other people did.

Benjamin A.: So no memories at all come to you?

Saundra A.: Well, I remember watching Sherry Lewis and Lambie Pie, or whatever. It was a puppet show. Sherry Lewis was the voice of the lamb.

Benjamin A.: Oh!

Saundra A.: I remember Howdy Doodie.

Benjamin A.: Oh, Howdy Doodie?

Saundra A.: Mm Hm. And he was a puppet on strings.

Benjamin A.: Yeah, I’ve heard of that.

Saundra A.: But I can’t tell you how old I was or anything, but I remember them.

Benjamin A.: Okay, anything in particular about them?

Saundra A.: I just remember seeing re-runs of people going back and viewing those things again and how silly they are compared to what the programming…how the programming is now. You know these Howdy Doodie and these other things. They had obvious strings and…the puppets.

Benjamin A.: Do you remember what brand your TV was?

Saundra A.: Magnavox comes to mind, but I’m not, I don’t know.

Benjamin A.: You’re not really sure?

Saundra A.: I’m not sure.

Benjamin A.: Okay. Um, did your daily routine change at all when you bought your TV that you recall?

Saundra A.: I think it did. I think we spent a lot more time in front of the TV than we did playing outside or playing with each other.

Benjamin A.: Okay, um so like, ah, I was going to ask you what TV shows were your favorites, like what kind of TV shows did you watch and what kind were your favorites.

Saundra A.: It’s hard for me to think about that, but the ones I talked to you about I remember really well. I don’t know if they were my favorites. Um, I remember watching Andy Williams but I don’t know how old I was.

Benjamin A.: Who was Andy Williams?

Saundra A.: He’s a singer. And I remember, I’m pretty sure I remember the Osmond’s coming on his show.

Benjamin A.: Oh yeah. So he was a talk show.

Saundra A.: No, it was a musical show. Andy Williams was a singer himself. And then he brought the Osmonds on, and they were such a hit that he had them on quite a bit. The Osmonds brothers, and Donnie and Marie, I remember.

Benjamin A.: Yeah, they still come up all…they’ve been in the news. People are still aware of them.

Saundra A.: Yeah, I was shocked to find out that Donnie was 50.

Benjamin A.: Oh, really?

Saundra A.: Yeah. Amazing.

Benjamin A.: His age just kind of stood still in your mind?

Saundra A.: Yeah, I remember girls going crazy over him, and I never did that, or going to concerts. I never went to a concert.

Benjamin A.: Oh really?

Saundra A.: No. Never did.

Benjamin A.: Oh. Can’t say I’ve really beat you. I’ve only been to one, I think. No, two. Including actually, the first one, well no, the second one was Donny Osmond with you. At, ah, what was it? The…where did we go?

Saundra A.: I’m not sure.

Benjamin A.: That was at like, the Bellagio, or Treasure Island?

Saundra A.: I don’t even remember.

Benjamin A.: Hm. I can’t remember.

Saundra A.: David gave us the tickets or we wouldn’t have gone.

Benjamin A.: Yeah. And the women were still pretty excited about him then. But anyway, that was interesting. Um, let’s see. Now what big news events do you remember during your lifetime? And this could be any period of time in your life.

Saundra A.: The two big things I remember are the first astronaut to be on the moon. We saw that in school, and then John F. Kennedy being assassinated. I can remember exactly where I was. I was in the girls’ bathroom at ah, what high school? I can’t remember the high school in Salt Lake. The Cottonwood? I can’t remember. But I was a, pretty sure I was a sophomore when that happened.

Benjamin A.: What was your reaction?

Saundra A.: I was extremely sad.

Benjamin A.: You liked him?

Saundra A.: Well, I didn’t particularly like his politics, but ah, I was just very, very sad that anybody would shoot the President of the United States. And I knew that he had a young family. It just made me really sad. And him walking on the…Armstrong wasn’t it, Neil Armstrong walking on the moon? That was just fascinating. It was just fascinating.

Benjamin A.: So where exactly were you when, can you remember?

Saundra A.: I was in class. And I’m not exactly what grade or even exactly where. They just had TVs all over the school. ‘Course they were just the black and white. Same thing with John F. Kennedy’s assassination; I don’t think I actually saw it at school, but I heard about it. But I saw Neil Armstrong go on the moon.

Benjamin A.: So the moon landing was through the TV?

Saundra A.: Mm Hm.

Benjamin A.: Do you remember how you found out about JFK? Was it through the radio, through ah, the newspaper maybe even…

Saundra A.: I just remember there was an announcement telling us in school. They made an announcement.

Benjamin A.: What was the first place where you heard about it outside of school, like when you got home?

Saundra A.: I don’t actually remember.

Benjamin A.: Can’t remember?

Saundra A.: Mm Mm. It may have been the TV. ‘Cause I…it may have been the TV.

Benjamin A.: Okay. Did you have a TV at that time?

Saundra A.: When I was a teenager.

Benjamin A.: Okay. Um, is there anything else besides that, any other event—and this isn’t simply early life—but are there any other events that come to mind?

Saundra A.: I seem to remember Martin Luther King being killed.

Benjamin A.: Okay

Saundra A.: But I’m not sure if it was TV or radio; think it was TV.

Benjamin A.: Alright, perfect. Um, alright. I think actually, that’s actually everything. Thank you very, very, very much.

Saundra A.: You’re welcome very, very, very much.

Benjamin A.: And I’m going to um, I’m going to transcribe all of this word for word and I’m going to have you look over it and make sure that you are okay with the transcription and then we’re going to post it on a blog. So…

Saundra A.: Alrighty then.

Benjamin A.: Alright. Thanks mom.

Saundra A.: You’re welcome son.