He and mom were travelling from our home in St. George to a temple ceremony at the Las Vegas temple. It was a quick down and back, so they didn't pack much. As they were leaving Vegas, he suddenly had an urgent need for a bathroom. They stopped at the Truck Stop near the Las Vegas motor speedway and my dad darted in to the bathroom. As he was unbuttoning his drawers, he tried to ease the pressure a bit by passing a little gas...bad choice. The pressure went everywhere.

He sat in the bathroom for a long time trying to figure out a course of action. Finally my mom came and hollered through the door at him out of worry. He asked her to run to the car and grab the only spare clothes he had. He got quite a few stares as walked out of that stall and across the parking lot in his all whites.