I found this article in the March/April issue of LDS Living magazine. It brought back many memories. I hitched a ride with Paul and Staci to go to the groundbreaking. It was clear when we left, and it was late March and nice in Bozeman. As a nod to unpredictable Montana weather, I was wearing tights and wool shoes, and I brought a coat. The snowstorm was completely unexpected. Paul and Staci had some blankets in their trunk so she and I wrapped up in those. Scott and Paul were on duty directing traffic, and I think that Scott was just in his short sleeved white shirt and Paul maybe had a windbreaker. That's how my faulty memory goes, anyway. And my wool shoes were ruined -- they shrunk as they dried. Oh, well. Small price to pay to be a part of the experience.