Oh yes, the "yellow tie dinner". This all started soon after we arrived in Colombia. We were in Bucaramanga for our Get Acquainted visits with the missionaries. Dad knew he had to speak in a priesthood training meeting, but he did not take a suit coat because his two assistants assured him no one would be wearing suits as it was too hot there. When we got to Bucaramanga, Dad was confirming with the stake president about the meeting and said he understood no one would be in a suit coat. Well, the stake president assured him everyone would be in a suit. Needless to day, Dad went to the mall and bought a new suit. While there two Elders came in and helped him pick out a tie. When he got back gto the hotel and showed me his bright yellow tie, I vetoed it and said it was too bright for a mission president to wear. Sooo, now Dad makes it a big deal with the missionaries that they can not get trunky until they ring our doorbell and Dad is wearing his bright yellow tie for the last supper with the missionaries.