[…] First Ward published a small collection of biographies chronicling the lives of nine senior ward members. Impetus for the project came when news reached Bill Cottam during his initial year as First Ward bishop […]
[…] the U.S. rate was remaining level), gender ratios (women outnumber men everywhere but Africa; and for single members over thirty who attend church weekly, the ratio is 19 men per 100 women), temple marriages (percentages […]
[…] Franklin glasses, droopy brown bangs, and weary eyes of his father, the astronomy professor. Weltschmerz written all over him. I recognize him from his periodic cello solos in sacrament meeting. “Hello, Paul! How’s it […]
<i>Dialogue 26. 3 (Fall 1993): 119–140</i><br>In fall 1993, TJ O’Brian wrote, “You are Not Alone: A Please for Understanding the Homosexual Condition.” O’Brian was a gay man and this esay addresses how church members […]
[…] a pillow and a down-filled comforter. I don’t like sleeping on alien sheets with somebody else’s blankets over me. I certainly don’t want to place my head on an unfamiliar pillow. I don’t think […]
[…] I answered, “Not good.” He sat down and pulled me on his knee. Surrounding him on the counter and tables lay huge books with court records written in my dad’s distinctive penmanship—decisive—flowing with every […]
[…] and her first words upon alighting from the train, “My God, what a dump,” soon were all over town. The story describes her efforts to expose her farm-bred students to the great artists in […]
[…] Harbor. I then became a member of the AFL-CIO Carpenter’s Union in Oakland, California, and worked for over a year as a carpenter foreman of a crew of twenty men doing finish work on […]
<i>Dialogue 28. 3 (Fall 1995): 1–12</i><br>As American feminist thinkers and organizers, we’ve walked a long road since then, a road that has led us farther and farther away from religious discourse and Christian justification. […]
[…] we have a lot to do today and an early start is the best start.” She turned over, facing the wall for a moment before facing the inevitable. “Do you think,” she asked, “that […]