Seeing the light(s)
To partisans of that curious faith known as Mormonism, Temple View is the Rome of the Pacific. The little town that sits in the shadow of that big temple is populated by stern-faced young men in dark suits, who spend most of the year irritating the residents of nearby Hamilton by knocking on their doors and giving away pamphlets that are too poorly written to read and too glossy to use as bog paper. In the weeks of either side of Christmas, though, the Latter Day pests attempt to atone for their sins by rigging up a spectacular light show around their temple, for the benefits of carloads of heathen Hamiltonians. You can guess where I was tonight.