Jesus Said to Love Everyone: A Lesson to BYU-Idaho Students

By: Alex Harrison, 2013 Keith Trottier is a sophomore at Brigham Young University-Idaho or BYU-I. He’s five semesters in, and he’s studying advertising. Like a large percentage of this campus, he is from the liberal state of Washington. However, there is one thing that sets him apart from the average LDS Young Adult population. “I’ve … Continue reading

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An Evening Stroll

I’m done putting this off because of school or whatever other reasons I can come up with, namely motivation, so without further ado here it is. Enjoy it in all its brief glory! Also don’t forget to SUBSCRIBE up above to the right somewhere. That’s what good bloggers are supposed to tell you to do … Continue reading

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Chapter 3: A Piece of Peace

Like what I write? Donate Here! The final day of my mission dawned to ominous rain clouds and distant rumbling thunder, and I knew this was the day I would finally see my family again.  All of them (including my 6-months pregnant sister-in-law) had driven to Omaha to spend a couple of weeks going to a … Continue reading

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The Manner of Happiness Part II

By Keith Trottier Photo Credit: Peter Cyngot: 2013 Like what you read? PLEASE donate. These posts take a lot of time, thought and effort to put together. So if you’d like me to keep writing: Click Here to Donate! _____________ Our backyard in North Las Vegas wasn’t large in comparison to our one acre of land … Continue reading

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Chapter 2: Strange Attractions

Like what I write? Donate Here! I found myself sitting in Trigonometry on my very first day of college.  Why I decided to take Trig after not having taken a math class in over 5 years is beyond me.  I have always been reasonably good at math.  It takes a lot of work and practice, … Continue reading

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The Manner of Happiness Part I

It was another clear day and the sky shone an almost electric blue as the Vegas sun blazed from above in its usual attempt to cook the desert metropolis in which I had grown up. My mother drove our old, bronze Cadillac. The window was down and her curly, platinum blonde hair billowed in the … Continue reading

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Eden Part II

It had been two weeks since I had come back to the US from Brazil. I was still living with my father in our musty, museum of a home and was working forty-hour weeks in a shop in Spokane Valley making airplane parts. Now, to give you an accurate picture of where I lived, my … Continue reading

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