Duties of a Deacon
October 26, 2018[…] boy even if it is, technically, as much a duty of a deacon as passing the sacrament —and I doubted anyone in my presidency ever did it when they were twelve either. Certainly, the […]
[…] boy even if it is, technically, as much a duty of a deacon as passing the sacrament —and I doubted anyone in my presidency ever did it when they were twelve either. Certainly, the […]
-0- The grizzly, white-bearded weaver was as silent as the shadow of a ring-tailed civet cat—“reserved,” the folks in Pleasant Grove called the Russian. He did capable work making small throw rugs on a […]
[…] The Sound of Music. At this point I sincerely wish it were possible to cry, “Mormon authors —do it!” But I am afraid that the depressed state of our creative efforts has resulted not […]
FERGUSON: Most Mormons are basically ignorant of architecture and the idea of architecture as much as they are ignorant of art and the idea of art, and there is no chance in the public […]
[…] be on the program and give a talk about my “experience with Christmas.” I was having one of my spasmodic periods of purity and refusing to give talks or lectures on the grounds that […]
[…] the past two issues, we have reserved space here for three more substantial reactions to Jeffrey’s article —by Stephen and Kathy Snow, Dow Woodward and Norman L. Eatough—and for Jeffrey’s response to the issues […]
This talk is necessarily going to be “oral history.” As such it is suspect, as most oral history must be. Time plays tricks on our memories. It beclouds our judgment, confuses people, bends our […]
[…] He became branch president (1932-1944) and then was called as president of the New Jersey District (1944 —1946), the spiritual head, as he said, of three million persons, “though most of them were blissfully […]
[…] it nonstop since dawn. A thousand things had been going through his mind, but at the moment —dipping again, spreading again—he remembered the day he punched the medicine man in the mouth. Poor Ben […]
[…] right now.” This morning, tense and distracted over rumors about church trials and excommunications, Otis picked up a hitchhiker, a thing he ordinarily wouldn’t do. The hitchhiker was a runty fellow: hollow chest; scrofulous […]