Dialogue 52.2 (Summer 2019): 59–84 Due to the fact that visiting with angels isn’t part of the normal human experience, it makes it hard for historians to prove that it happened through an academic […]
Dialogue 4.2 (Summer 1971): 65–68 If there is no history of ancient Antarctica, there is a valid reason for it. Stone Age man penetrated every continent except Antarctica, and until modern times, Antarctica was unexplored
[…] he do? He’d say to me, “Look you’ve no business fooling with laundry. There’s plenty in the world who would just be glad to do that washing. Here’s a girl who wants to work […]
The present escalation in nuclear weapons technology between the United States and the Soviet Union has progressed beyond the point where any increase in such weaponry necessarily results in increased national security. It […]
Thoreau wrote in the beginning of Walden, “I have lived some thirty years on this planet, and I have yet to hear the first syllable of valuable or even earnest advice from my seniors.” […]
Engaging in dialogue is one of the first experiences we have as human beings. Even when our communication is only inarticulate gurgling, we are participating in some kind of communication. Entering into dialogue with […]
[…] (Markow n.d., 52). Though heartened by Markow’s message, Hintze faced a reality in this part of the world that offered little encouragement. Religious ortho doxy was entrenched in both society and government. Religious leaders […]
[…] heard this one before? Probably not: Mormonism is continually spooked by the mere idea of an outside world, though our perception of it predicates our very sense of community. Once upon a time, when […]
[…] was like old Wylie, welcoming a young missionary home, shaking his hand, sending him out into the world to find a wife and build a life. And he had a vision of himself, rising […]
I first heard the tales of Hugh Nibley, the brilliant and eccentric LDS scholar whose fertile and fecund brain defended and expanded the faith of thoughtful Church members, virtually at my mother’s knee. I […]