[…] from local Mormon settlers who demanded revenge, and from still others who strove to keep matters from getting out of hand. Worst of all, there was not time enough to obtain guidance from secular […]
[…] that their farms are cultivated, their houses clean, their children taught, their cattle lodged. Last Sunday after service in the Tabernacle, Brigham Young sent for us to the raised dais on which he and […]
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[…] of McCarthyism and the anti-Communist hysteria in Utah, and admires his courage to fight the Internal Revenue Service but criticizes his opposition to urban renewal projects. The author, however, does not conceal his admiration […]
[…] told me of two missionaries who had been convinced by their senior companions that their length of service now entitled them to a P-week (a week off). They dutifully sent elaborate plans of their […]
[…] single man to be in charge of the University’s vocal music instruction. Even Stephens was an ener getic young Welshman whose family had joined the Church and emigrated to Utah in 1866 when he […]
As Mormonism embarked upon the 1980s, it appeared, at least outwardly, that the Church might be well advised to prepare for a new era of journalistic sensationalism and criticism. To combat this anticipated struggle, a…
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[…] to come to grips with oneself.” CHRISTA WOLF, A Model Childhood 1 Like an irresistible green ve getation easing over everything in time, a sense of comfort crept over my mother, weaving into her […]