On the border of Utah and Nevada, just outside the salt flats, stands the small gambling town of Wendover. Montego Bay and the Wendover Nugget rise directly over the Nevada side of the state line. The Peppermill, The Rainbow, and The Red Garter just up …
In Los Angeles, I hike. Living in East Hollywood, my most accessible trails are Griffith Park, Beachwood Canyon, Runyon Canyon, and Fryman Canyon. All are in the heart of the city, but allow me to climb above it, spying some nature along the way. When …
I’m not just from Utah, I am of Utah. Utah is more than my home; it is my heart and hearth. I carry it in my blood, my skin, and my mind. Though I haven’t lived there full-time in twenty years, I’m proud and grateful …
The Salt Lake City Marathon began at 7:00 a.m., in a light rain that waited until after “Sweet Caroline,” a tribute to Boston, to begin falling. Spectators, moms and dads with their children wrapped in blankets, stood on the side of the road spinning noise …