Zach at 33

On my birthday I’ll take some time to be a little self-indulgent and describe myself and some of the ways I’ve changed. 
I’m a bit plumper than I once was.  I’m about 185 lbs these days, where just a few years ago I was 155.  My hair is receding just a bit, but it’s at [...]

Happy Thanksgiving

For all our struggles and trials, we have so many things for which to thanks our Maker.  I love the WSJ editorial today, recounting the trials of the Plymouth colony.  Our ancestors were sturdy souls.  Here are a few things I’m grateful for:

I have a great job.  I work with a great group of people [...]

The Second Drive, or “Orem to Knoxville in 27 Hours”

Get a good night’s sleep.  Pack a lot of caffeine.  Bring all the sessions of General Conference and a couple of Robert Jordan books to listen to.  Bring food, water, and extra newspaper for the cats.  That was the plan, and for the most part, it worked out well.  After 1900 miles of driving, [...]

Leaving the Cradle

This weekend I’ll be driving to Knoxville, Tennessee.  I’ll be starting a new job, finding a new home, and making a new start. 
I have mixed feelings about this change.  I’m a Utah boy; I’ve sweated my way to the tops of the mountains, raced up and down the canyons, listened to the wind blowing [...]

Elementary School, Part 1

I went to Clinton Elementary school from Kindergarten through 6th grade. Of all the elementary schools in our school district, I thought Clinton was the most attractive. It was located in the middle of the country with big white columns in the front. I have a very imperfect memory of things so I’ll do my [...]

9 Strange Years

It wasn’t what I was expecting.  I’d just broken off a relationship with an interesting but insane girl from Ukraine, and I was not really in a mood to be serious.  I decided I was going to date the next fairly normal American girl I met, and behold, there was a young Kathleen.  A Mormon [...]

Family Squabbles

This needs to stop.  I haven’t heard one assumption tonight that’s anywhere close to true.  I’m sick to death of the gulf between my siblings and the ridiculous ideas that widen it.
Everyone is hurt.  Everyone is oversensitive to the slightest rumor.  Everyone judges too quickly and too often.  I’m not excluding myself.
I challenge each of [...]

67 Years Ago

At certain times of year I’m often preoccupied about people or places in my past.  In the very early spring (and sometimes winter), I have very specific memories of Asbury Park, NJ.  In the hot summers, I think about Camden and Bordentown NJ.  As August winds down to fall, I think about Glacier National Park, [...]