Miscellaneous
An Adventurous Quick Errand
Several years ago, I walked into our house after having a busy day at the office. I was hoping that dinner would be ready, and we could sit down to a nice hot meal. When I walked in the front door, I could smell the hamburger my first wife Carol was cooking for the spaghetti…
Read MoreLiving Life with Dignity
In 1974, I graduated from the University of Tennessee with a Master of Public Health degree and my family moved to Price, Utah to work in my first professional job. We lived in this community for five years. It didn’t take long for me to realize that Price was a great place for me to…
Read MoreSitting At Grandma’s Feet
I loved visiting Grandma Call and listening to her stories. I will share a few things I learned over the years while sitting at her feet. As I listened to her stories, she painted many pictures in my mind about her father flooding the pasture every winter to make an ice-skating pond for her family…
Read MoreInvitation to a Spaghetti Dinner
My first wife Carol had a good sense of humor, and for the most part she was able to control it when it came to practical jokes on me EXCEPT whenever she was with one particular friend, Lynne and then it seemed that I was always the target. One thing about Carol was that she wouldn’t participate…
Read MoreCreed Haymond, DDS, Athlete, Earl Cazier’s Mission President
Creed Haymond was born December 2, 1893, in Springville, Utah. I don’t know much about his early childhood, but I do know one Sunday in 1903 his mother took him to Provo for a special church meeting where one of his church leaders spoke about keeping our body free from alcohol, tobacco, coffee, and tea.After…
Read MoreGrandma’s Tears
Picture: Little Lois and Grandma Call My parents didn’t talk much about their early lives so it’s not a surprise that I don’t remember many stories from them describing their childhood, teenage years, young adulthood, or for that matter not much of anything from their history before I became part of it. They didn’t…
Read MoreNot Smart Enough for College
On February 28, 2008, I recorded the following experience in the journal that I was keeping as a requirement for my qualitative research professor. My professor and I had been discussing the introduction to the first chapter of my dissertation and I told her about the high school counselor who told me I wasn’t smart…
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