It is fitting that the 1850 exploration of the Mormon corridor through the Great Basin area of Brigham Young’s State of Deseret and the settlement that followed a year later received attention from Utah historians…
Church going is not usually one of the primary images associated with New York City, but it seems that “the city-that-never-sleeps” may not be such a godless metropolis after all. New York Glory is an…
In an episode in The Miracle Life of Edgar Mint, the main character chastises his friends who have masqueraded as Mormon missionaries to res cue him from placement with a Mormon family. The friends have…
You do not have to do it again
any of it. Only if you care to.
You do not have to hold onto being anyone, anywhere.
Enough is more than plenty.
Here they go, Carma without her cane—she’ll hang onto Dan if her legs give way—through the glass doors into the maze of parents and teenagers and little brothers and sisters, milling, waving, shrieking, whimpering. “I…
On June 25, 1876, George Armstrong Custer and five troops of the Seventh Cavalry met a combined force of Sioux and Cheyenne warriors near the Little Bighorn River in Eastern Montana. They were surrounded and…
I originally wrote this essay for a panel discussion at the second Counterpoint Conference for Mormon Women in 1994 in Salt Lake City. The eight years since then have changed the relative position of women…
The garden heaves with what does not belong—
plastics, agent orange, rubber cement, land mines
that won’t biodegrade, disintegrating corpse
bones, sanded into earth by worms
“If there was every a person, in terms of social justice in our society, for fairness, it would have been David O. McKay. Had it been up to him, alone, he would have given the Black the priesthood that quick!” So spoke one general authority recently, who was called to his position by President McKay and who discussed with him the issue of ordination of Blacks.
Three men
in a circumference of scant sentences,
slow dull sounds
trade expertise,