Sanctified, In the Flesh
April 4, 2018He disengaged the gear, ground the key forward. The motor clicked. The steerage went heavy in his hands. He pushed the signal bar upward with his palm, crossed lanes. “What is it?” she asked. […]
He disengaged the gear, ground the key forward. The motor clicked. The steerage went heavy in his hands. He pushed the signal bar upward with his palm, crossed lanes. “What is it?” she asked. […]
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Leroy Robertson was one of my mentors. I played in the Brigham Young University orchestra under him in 1945-46, studied music theory from him as a graduate student at the University of Utah in […]
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From my Mystic Life after near-death accident More than a state of being A new being Suffused in light
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The ranger stoops to toss a stick away and points to a narrow hole dug in the mud. “Snakes,” she says, “are plentiful this year; there’s some bubonic plague in rodents here.”
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