Posts by Calvert F Cazier, PhD, MPH
Dumb Horse or Dumb Boys?
(Part 1 of 3) On a hot summer afternoon I went horseback riding with two cousins. We had one horse and we were riding bareback. I always thought that horse was the dumbest horse I ever rode. I don’t remember whose idea it was to ride that horse but it was a lousy idea. I…
Read MoreCrazy Driving
In February 2015, my son and I were traveling from Washington DC to Norfolk, Virginia. Normally this trip takes three hours but we got caught in a snow/ice storm and we finally reached our destination after 12½ hours of white knuckle driving. At one point we were going 18 mph and in a period…
Read MoreShe’s Sitting In A Tree
Several years ago, my telephone rang at 2:00 a.m. Etiquette tells us that it’s not polite to call someone at 2:00 a.m. unless it’s an emergency and never if you are drunk. This call wasn’t an emergency and in fact I didn’t even know the guy and my reaction was not typical for me.…
Read MoreConference Presentation
On September 29th and 30th, Cal and Anne presented for the Association of Mormon Counselors and Psychotherapists in their annual conference. The theme of the conference this year was, “Integration: Mind, Body, and Spirit.” Their presentation was entitled, “Family Resiliency: Helping families find the courage to fail forward.” It was designed to fortify families through difficult circumstances.…
Read MoreThe Doberman vs. The Panther
There is a story of an old Doberman who got lost while chasing a rabbit. As he was trying to get his bearings he noticed a panther running towards him, licking his lips, anticipating a Doberman lunch. This old dog realized that he needed to act quickly. He saw some bones lying on the…
Read MoreThat Dog Is A Thief!
A few years ago, my wife and I bought some sandwiches and decided to walk up City Creek Canyon in Salt Lake City to eat them. It was a warm fall day and we were enjoying our time together just laughing and being silly. We had just enough time to walk up the canyon…
Read MoreMiss Mills’ Closet
Miss Mills was my fourth grade teacher. She was young, attractive, athletic, and a disciplinarian. She became my favorite teacher because she made class fun. One spring afternoon is poignant in my memory. We had just come back from recess and I was sitting in the front row close to the storage closet where…
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