The Write Stuff

As the years pass, I still miss Grandma Goodding. She died 35 years ago yesterday, and I wasn't even able to go to her funeral. But I th...

Let's say--theoretically, of course--that it's just after the holidays and you've got a doctor's appointment at which you...

Not long after we were married--nearly 43 years ago now--I noticed a phenomenon I hadn't anticipated to come along with in-laws. I disco...

Sometimes I have wondered why two big family-oriented holidays should be so close on the calendar, but as I get older, I'm better able t...

Last Friday night we saw the Utah Shakespeare Festival production of Les Miserables, an audience favorite around the world for thirty years ...

Singing the national anthem last Sunday in church brought me to tears, especially when I recalled a recent news item that quoted a radio tal...

Before we go from snowy to sultry, as is often the case in Utah at this time of year, I decided to comment on the short season with short po...