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{#4} 85 Horses

{#4} 85 Horses

Dad was 24 and single when he got his first boat—a new, 1956 StarCraft—15 feet long, burgundy and white, with a 30-horsepower hand-cranked motor. “It was a fishing boat,” he told me. “One of only two boats in Rigby. I got it to take my dad fishing out on the lake.” It...
{#2} Vernal Equinox

{#2} Vernal Equinox

​Here I sit, practicing a solo version of “You Are My Sunshine” on my harmonica—the same instrument that my grandfather taught me to play. His was a unique style, a combination of single notes offset by a lower beat that traced the music but didn’t define it. A back...
{#1} Miles to Go

{#1} Miles to Go

“Miles to Go before I Sleep” This essay won first place in the 2002 BYU Studies essay contest. Cold days were the hardest for her. A skiff of snow on the ground would mean that the air would pack around her instantly and invade every part, no matter how well...