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Wednesday, October 22, 2014 • Posted October 24, 2014
I first became aware of Gene Fullmer at the ripe old age of twelve. I was attending a boxing event with a youth group at the Fair Grounds in Salt Lake City. One of my buddies pointed ringside and excitedly exclaimed, “There’s Gene Fullmer!” I stared blankly and asked, “Who’s Gene Fullmer?” Shortly after I first laid eyes on him, he won the world middleweight championship when he upset the legendary Sugar Ray Robinson by soundly winning a unanimous 15-round decision.
Wednesday, October 8, 2014 • Posted October 16, 2014
I recently received a letter from my brother Jay R in which he reminisced about our years in Mexico: “On a trip to Torreon, Mom, Dad, Dale and I stopped at the usual restaurant, “Los Globos,” to eat. I always ordered the enchiladas suizas. I happened to be sitting near the very large plate-glass window that looked out on the street.
Wednesday, October 8, 2014 • Posted October 16, 2014
As a consequence of my work with a private school system in Mexico, I was invited to attend a social function at the residence of the United States Ambassador to Mexico in Mexico City. It was a semi-formal affair attended by dignitaries not only from the American Embassy, multi-national banks, businesses and corporations, but also from many top-shelf Mexican entrepreneurial, social and political entities. Although decked out in my best freshly pressed business suit and power tie, I must admit ...
Wednesday, October 1, 2014 • Posted October 3, 2014
When my grandmother, Almeda Day, married my grandfather little did she realize that she would end up living in Mexico in a little Mormon settlement that banned the drinking of coffee. Well, she drank it anyway. My father said that when he was a little boy he would find her brewing coffee early each morning and never failed to warn her: “Grandma, that coffee will kill you!” “Well, she just wouldn’t listen,” he said.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014 • Posted October 3, 2014
When I was in elementary school I enjoyed telling the story about the professor and the flea. The professor was studying the jumping ability of the flea. He set up an elaborate measuring device and then said to the flea, “Jump!” In his log book he wrote, “With all its legs the flea can jump 36 inches.” He pulled one leg off the flea and again gave the command, “Jump!” “With one leg missing,” he wrote, “the flea can jump 32 inches.” The good professor removed a third leg and ...
Wednesday, September 17, 2014 • Posted September 18, 2014
As a college freshman I was introduced to the following short story in a sociology class. “Appointment With Love” by Sulamith Ish-Kishor was first published in 1943 during World War II. It is a romantic story about a young lieutenant and a lady who fall in love. The author shows that true love is possible between two people who have never met if they are able to trust their true inner feelings and instincts.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014 • Posted September 18, 2014
When I moved to Texas in 1974 I needed an educational psychology class in order to obtain a Texas teaching certificate. On the first day of class one of the students referred to a passage in the Bible. The professor announced firmly that there were to be no references made to the Bible in that class.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014 • Posted September 10, 2014
In the year 1847 it took Brigham Young and his advance party of pioneers 111 days to travel 1,031 miles from Winters Quarters, Nebraska, to the valley of the Great Salt Lake. In that party were 143 men, 3 women and 2 children. In the next two decades prior to the coming of the railroad in 1869, more than 70,000 brave souls would follow that same trail.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014 • Posted September 10, 2014
I recently came across some biographies of some of my pioneer ancestors. They included a story about a Revolutionary War veteran who, in his old age, was driven from his home because of his religious beliefs. There was another soldier ancestor who, as a young unmarried man, took part in the longest infantry march in U.S.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014 • Posted August 20, 2014
Back in the days of the covered wagon, travelers would often orient their wagon tongues toward the North Star before retiring for the night. In the morning, when the stars were no longer visible, they simply had to look at the wagon tongue to calculate their direction of travel. As we travel through this veil of tears called life, I think it is imperative to keep our orientation, to keep our eyes on the things of most importance. I was first introduced to the Solis family back in 1981 when I ...
Wednesday, August 6, 2014 • Posted August 8, 2014
Back in the 1980’s the high school where I worked touted the finest fine arts facility in west Texas. As the Director of Fine Arts, I felt an obligation to make sure the facility was used not only for school activities but for community enrichment as well. In order for that to occur, we trained a crew of high school students that was charged with “making the magic happen.” We called them the “Blackshirts” because they dressed in black and worked mostly out of sight behind the scenes.
Wednesday, July 30, 2014 • Posted July 31, 2014
Back in 1969 I was doing some research in the Indian schools of Guatemala. I found lodging in the village of Cunen in the same rustic house with an American doctor who, along with his wife and a nurse, was donating his time to provide medical services to the indigenous people of the country.
Wednesday, July 23, 2014 • Posted July 25, 2014
The following story was popular when I was but a youth. Farmer Smith wanted a boy to work on his farm. He was doing some interviewing of candidates. A thoughtful-looking lad of about sixteen attracted him. The boy was confronted with a rather abrupt question from the gruff old agriculturalist.
Wednesday, July 16, 2014 • Posted July 18, 2014
Our national flag has quite a history--perhaps not the one we learned about in school, but just as colorful. In truth, it is remarkable how little evidence has survived about the early flags of our nation. The modern spirit of American patriotism did not exist then, and the affection of citizens was primarily for their own colonies.
Wednesday, July 9, 2014 • Posted July 11, 2014
I have observed some of the FIFA World Cup soccer games with interest. They reminded me of a story I read some years ago about a little soccer player: I was watching some little kids play soccer. These kids were only five or six years old, but they were playing a real game; a serious game—two teams, complete with coaches, uniforms, and parents.