If “Prepare for the end of the world” is written down in your day planner for Dec. 21, here’s a bit of advice from Peggy Cain: Don’t mention it to the Mayans. They think we’ve gone nuts.
If there is anything tackier than a Christmas sweater festooned with everything from light-up snowmen to “seven swans a-swimming,” then Miaken Christensen is determined to find it.
From “National Velvet” to the “National Enquirer,” there is something for everyone at Club Vision, a social group for the visually impaired that is one of the oldest organizations in Utah.
A Herriman family has opened their hearts — and home — to seven special-needs children from China. Now friends are chipping in to build them the home of their dreams.
No wonder David Campbell was exhausted when he climbed into bed. One night, he was running a bath for his two giggling toddlers and the next he was kneeling over the bathtub with a sponge to clean his elderly father.
No doubt there were a few raised eyebrows in 1942 when newly enlisted Navy sailors showed up for machine gun training and discovered that their instructor, Ruth Klein, wore high heels with her dress blues.
An extraordinary bond with birds helps Drue Sheffield, a teenager with special needs, soar in life.
Ever since age 6, when he plunged his hands into a bowlful of cold spaghetti “brains” at a neighborhood spook alley, the “Wolfman of Springville” has had a thing for Halloween.
She’s a Republican and he’s a Democrat. Although they could find plenty to argue about, Curtis and Jill Haring say their marriage comes first.
More than four years have passed since her good friend was found murdered — an only daughter gone at age 7, a lifetime too soon.
Two refugee sisters reflect on their new life in America and a friend lost to violence who is now their daily inspiration.
Once suicidal and suffering from bipolar disorder, Julie Hardle offers a message of hope to those facing mental illness.
Of all the things Laurie Bray once thought important to save for future generations, a giant ice cream cone and a spinning Sputnik never came to mind. Then she moved her business to Sugar House and her ideas about historical landmarks changed.
Back when their neighborhood was known as “Diaper Flats,” Joan Varner and her friends looked forward to the second Tuesday of each month the way an overworked air traffic controller counts down the days to a Hawaiian vacation.
The laughs and good times continue at Willard Nelson’s round table, even though the “Knight of the Golden Arches” just turned 95 and his regular audience is now down to three.
Two South Salt Lake police officers devote their off hours to teaching children how to shine in a boxing ring and in life.
A Carbon County woman writes a novel about one of the country’s largest mining disasters, feeling an obligation to ensure that the legacy of 200 miners is never forgotten.
A Salt Lake City couple devotes a few hours every week to taking attractive portraits of dogs at the Humane Society animal shelter, hoping to increase their odds of adoption.
The trip down the stairs takes a little longer now, with the aches a daily reminder that she is, after all, 99. But put MaRee Nelson in front of her favorite sewing machine, and the magic begins.
For more than three decades, Bob Tanner has collected ashes from every campfire where those gathered around were caught up in a strong bond of friendship and positive energy.
Elayna Saley’s creativity in the kitchen won her the grand prize in McDonalds’ Happy Meal Chefs Contest: a one-week trip for her and her parents to the Summer Olympic Games in London.
Some of the participants are saints, and more than a few are self-confessed sinners. But as long as they’re willing to stay awake for 28 hours until they roll across the finish line in Las Vegas, that’s all that matters to Steven and Jill Tew.
Two Utah women become surrogate mothers to give infertile couples the experience of having a family.
When Mont Garrett received some bad news, it seemed fitting that hundreds of people – including dozens of strangers – would rally to help the bighearted volunteer chaplain for the Salt Lake County Sheriff’s Office.
Dennis Probasco knows exactly who to blame for the fact that he always winds up at the tail end of a parade he’s never witnessed in 64 Fourth of Julys.
When you work in the only place to offer noontime grub inside a national park and the only things on the menu are soda pop, scones and pie, you’re bound to have more than a few ecstatic kids drop by.
Getting dressed for a Saturday night on the town takes on new meaning for Tom and Kimberli Grant of South Jordan, who were born about two centuries late.
Jim Keeler and Dennis Millard plan to visit 11 national parks in 24 hours, stopping only for gas station breaks, quick photo opps and UFO sightings.
Anyone who has risen before dawn on a Saturday morning to organize a yard sale, then spent hours bartering over the price of a pea-green macramé planter, could learn a thing or two from Sarah Bateman. Don’t waste your time, she says. Give it
There’s nothing like standing on the spot where you’ll one day be buried to acquire a new appreciation for life. Hiram Bertoch knows the feeling. Every day he passes by the grassy tract where he’ll someday end up in Magna.