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Thankful for the delightful Irish monks of Iowa

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By Michael Patrick O’Brien– In rural eastern Iowa, floating in the middle of a sea of corn fields, red barns, and silver silos, there is a wee bit o’ the…

The protesters and the churchgoers

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By Michael Patrick O’Brien– One recent Sunday afternoon, while walking in downtown Salt Lake City, I encountered a large group of people marching to the state capitol and protesting the…

The Generations of my Grandmother

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By Gary Topping– As a historian, I have never found the concept of a “generation” particularly useful, for two contradictory reasons.  For one thing, it threatens to lock one into…

Northern Utah Salve

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By Michael Patrick O’Brien– Salve is a versatile word.  In Latin (pronounced “sal-vay”), it is a greeting and a welcoming phrase, derived from the verb for wishing someone health and…

Indian Summer

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By Gary Topping– Any memories I had of my first autumn in Utah—1972—are submerged in my recollection of the horrendous winter that ensued, when temperatures sank to minus fifteen degrees. …

The Delightful Haunting

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By Michael Patrick O’Brien– If my dearly departed Irish Catholic mother was to haunt a place, she’d choose the old Sisters of Mercy convent and boarding school in her hometown…

Saint Stephen’s pumpkins at the Historic Monastery Farm

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By Michael Patrick O’Brien– Catholic monasteries are known for many interesting and wonderful things, but probably not for their pumpkins. That all may be about to change, thanks to some…