On Valentine’s Day, after the afternoon BYU vs. Colorado basketball game, we drove to the Red Lobster restaurant. We naively thought that we might be able to slip in there and get seated at a table for two in a corner. There was a mob of people there. We didn’t even get close to the hosting ...

I read somewhere recently (a meme on the internet, I suspect), that “The First 70 Years of Childhood Are Always the Hardest!” It reminded me of one of my favorite obituaries. Some of you, perhaps, like me and my wife, have acquired the hobby of recreational death notice reading. Maybe that ...

Occasionally, perhaps more often than not, what appears in this column is a rambling “stream of consciousness” category of writing. A few of you unfamiliar with this style might be tempted to look it up. If you really want to research it for real, fine, do it. For the rest of you who are ...

It’s been a month since I revealed that one of my resolutions for this year was to give more authentic compliments to people. Just to report and to be accountable, let me tell you that I haven’t completely failed — yet. I’m still aware of the resolution. You’ve got to admit, that’s ...

Last Saturday night, I was on a “double date” at a concert in Kingsbury Hall on the campus of the University of Utah. It’s seldom that we get together with James and Laura — which is regrettable. But life being what it is, that’s how life goes. They live in Salt Lake City, and we live ...

Disclaimer: Before reading this column, please accept my apologies. (I should do this with every column I write.) I’m going to be commenting on what people choose to drink. Some of what follows might be construed by some as judgmental, mean-spirited, haughty, intolerant, unfeeling, petty, ...