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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.
Wednesday, July 2, 2014 • Posted July 3, 2014
It is common practice in our schools for the students to stand at attention facing the flag of the United States, place their hands over their hearts and to recite the Pledge of Allegiance. They learn the words at a very young age and continue to recite them through their high school years.
Wednesday, June 25, 2014 • Posted June 26, 2014
You might have heard of him by the nickname “Stonewall,” but his real name was Thomas Jonathan Jackson. He was only 37 years old when he began his Civil War experience as a major for his native state of Virginia. Two years later he was dead, but during that 24-month period this quiet Presbyterian had caught the imagination of men so firmly that even today his principles and methods are the admiration of soldiers everywhere.
Wednesday, June 18, 2014 • Posted June 19, 2014
I was just minding my own business watching my two boys, Derek and Shane, play in a church-league softball game when the behind-the-plate umpire split the seam out of his pants. “Hey, Mac!” he hollered. “Take over for me while I change my britches.” With that, he was off. The opposing team was ahead by one run in the bottom of the seventh and last inning.
Wednesday, June 11, 2014 • Posted June 12, 2014
A woman was waiting at an airport one night, With several long hours before her flight. She hunted for a book in the airport shop, Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop. She was engrossed in her book but happened to see, That the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be, Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between, Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene. So she munched the cookies and watched the clock, As the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock.
Wednesday, June 4, 2014 • Posted June 6, 2014
As graduation approached, a high school senior wrote on the whiteboard, “11 days until graduation!!” Someone drew a line through “graduation” and changed the sentence to read, “11 days until freedom!!” In one U.S. History course a study packet was prepared and handed out to the students. It was designed to help students prepare to pass the state required “End of Course” exam.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014 • Posted June 5, 2014
I started the eighth grade in Monterrey, Mexico. My brother Jay was in the third grade and Dale was in the second grade. Our school was located downtown near La Purisima Catholic Church which was a local landmark. Our home was located in the suburb of Colonia Vista Hermosa, some distance away.
Wednesday, May 21, 2014 • Posted May 23, 2014
While serving as principal of an alternative school, I was holding a parent conference. In attendance were a tall, athletic student and his mother. Representing the school, besides myself, was a counselor, an assistant principal and a former Marine drill sergeant who served as one of the boy’s teachers. In the course of the meeting the boy swore at his mother.
Wednesday, May 14, 2014 • Posted May 19, 2014
In 1957 Mexico was in the midst of an unprecedented drought. People were being forced to flee their unproductive farms to seek almost non-existent jobs in the towns and cities. At the same time, membership in the LDS Church was increasing dramatically. Meetinghouses were in short supply and, in most places in Mexico, members met in rented halls—most of which were woefully inadequate with bare light bulbs hanging from ceilings, peeling paint, uncomfortable slat benches, strained sanitary facil ...
Wednesday, May 7, 2014 • Posted May 9, 2014
Before my father retired in Mexico City, he plotted on paper the placement of 14,000 apple trees and a sprinkler irrigation system on land he owned in the state of Chihuahua. However, as the time arrived for the actual planting of the trees he began to have second thoughts. “It will be five years before these trees come into production,” he told my mother.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014 • Posted May 9, 2014
I was proud of the fact that I lived closer to the school than any other kid in the neighborhood. Between my house and Franklin D. Roosevelt Elementary School were a vacant lot, a run-down old house, and the feed store. Behind the feed store were a hay barn and a building that was used to process eggs.
Wednesday, April 23, 2014 • Posted April 25, 2014
As a youth I loved to hear the sermons and stories of Elder Hugh B. Brown. He has long since passed on, but one particular story that he told has stayed with me these many years. Perhaps I remember it because it has had relevance to me in my life.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014 • Posted April 17, 2014
The rule of law is one of the fundamental principles upon which a stable society is built. Unfortunately, the rule of law is oft-times ignored or misconstrued in order for one group or one philosophy to prevail over another. Things haven’t changed much in 2,000 years. Take for instance the trial, or set of trials, that sent Jesus Christ to the cross.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014 • Posted April 11, 2014
I was in elementary school when Dad brought home our first television set. He had won it at a fund raising auction—it was the first TV in our neighborhood. The screen was all of ten inches and the picture was in black and white. There were only three stations and they went off the air at midnight after playing the national anthem.