Monthly Archives: August 2013

I attended this week the church of my brother in order to participate in the blessing of my 9th nephew; John, a kind name. At such gatherings I’m always impressed and assured by the strength of good family. Standing in a circle of brothers, grandfathers, fathers, and uncles I felt like we were a wall […]

I’m moving again. I sit in my ivory tower living room contemplating the last year. A year ago I spoke at my graduation ceremony. A year ago I climbed the Y by myself and stared at Provo from under my mortarboard hat. I had spent the summer living basically alone, surrounded by strangers. I managed […]