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The Obsessive-Compulsive Mormon

In Guatemala I saw Indians sitting by the side of the road dangling their feet over a cliff as they stared across the valley to the mountains beyond. The guide told me they often sat…

Family Presentation

On fast Sundays in my home ward we have what’s called a “family presentation” during the opening exercises of Sunday School. Usually, the bishop chooses a couple with relatively young children to present a program…

Journey to My Westward Self

For some years I have been working on Jungian interpretations of history, not in order to lay claim to any special insight into historical events, but as a way of enriching our experience of the…

The Enduring Significance of the Mormon Trek

When the bishop asked me to speak, I was pleased to accept this opportunity to think about the contemporary relevance of our pioneer heritage. After telling him that I would speak, however, I had doubts…

Wait Till the Wind Blows Toward Utah

Wait till the wind blows toward Utah, said the General:
Too many Californians with too
much sense to let us
Drop it on them. 
How come? asked the AEC man. 

Benjamin

What is it that a father finds in one 
            to favor over others? 
Did Isaac know what grace was his 
            in primogeniture 
                        while Ishmael wandered? 

A Ford Mustang

High school boys with big dreams, I was one of them; I longed for freedom, for a Ford Mustang with meats and headers and dual glass-packs. And then too, I suppose I was tired. John…