LOL at sandy's Trick or Treat story!!
(Hey, did you know Russell died on Halloween, 1916 OoooOoooooOOooooh!!!)
When I was a bit younger we used to catch crayfish (crawdads) and keep them in our aquarium for upwards of 30 days before their demise, and the curious simultaneous demise of Mollies, Neons, Guppies, etc. Well, based on this overwhelmingly successful survival rate, one of my friends at the KH wanted some for his aquarium, too.
For some reason during the Circuit Overseers visit we used to switch the Book Study (normally Tuesday) with the TMS/Service Mtg (normally Thursday) so I brought the requested plastic bag of live crawdads in on Tuesday, but I didn't see my friend before the meeting. Naturally, I hid them behind the stack of unclaimed Bibles and songbooks in the coatroom and expected to tell my friend after the meeting.
Well, my friend didn't show up, so I forgot about the poor suffocating crawdads in the plastic bag. By Saturday morning there is a meeting for field service. My father is there and the Circuit Overseer is there, and more elders than have ever shown up for Saturday service in six months. Having spent most of the summer week without air-conditioning (or any air, for that matter), my crawdads had already gone to crawdad
heaven paradise. They were so ripe, in fact, that the Circuit Overseer was sniffing around everywhere trying to find the source. He engaged some other elders to join him in the hunt. He found them! My father, the PO at the time, said that if there had been a hole in the floor this big: ° he would have crawled in it.
of the: The Hunt For Dead "Creek Odors" class