It's 3:30 in the morning, two days after Christmas. Where would you expect most high school teenagers to be at that time of day? Asleep, correct?
That was not the case for myself and 43 of my fellow Clearfield Falcons, along with 12 adult chaperones, as we were all at the Salt Lake City International Airport at that exact time, waiting for our flight to leave for Houston and then on to Guatemala.








