[…] six), he lost his standing in the Church and eventually died alone on a unsuccessful farm in Canada. He seems to have been a villain, but we never hear his side of the story. […]
[…] pitifulness (“It’s not her fault, she wants to marry.”), tolerate only facetious exultings in the unencumbered life, for to be seriously exultant is to be instantly suspected of unrighteousness. To be too happy brings […]
[…] she asked if she could expect to serve a five-year term. President Clark looked down at her over the rims of his eyeglasses and replied: “You may not last that long, Sister.” “Last” she […]
[…] respondent from the other Boards. In family size there is amazing uniformity—respondents from each Board average slightly over four children, whose births were spaced over an eleven-year period (or between three and four years […]
[…] to note that the view of many priesthood authorities concerning the proper role of women has narrowed over time. The winter 1970 issue of the Utah Historical Quarterly gives many examples of the scope […]
[…] assurance of our burgeoned home. Not yet six in the morning. My husband is shaving and calls over the running water—something from the train of his thoughts. He assumes that I am (a) awake […]
[…] the scene resembles a Primary preparation meeting or morning brunch with ladies chatting together while toddlers trip over their feet and infants demand attention. In truth these are the same ladies who man the […]
[…] are necessary nor that their absence constitutes a refutation of the volume. Before we get too disturbed over the lack of Near Eastern archaeological parallels with the New World, we had better learn some […]
[…] stem. These revolutionary trends are creating rapid changes throughout Asian society, one of which is a search for a new stability, and this greatly influences the development of Mormonism in Asia, including the kinds […]
[…] was a long story, told with feeling unbefitting the stoic he claimed to be. After it was over I dared ask the question that had been gnawing at me for months. “How could you […]