Though my whole life didn’t run, film-like, before me in those seconds, I was aware…
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After a wonderful, almost thirty years with my wife, Paula—kids, loving, living, then pain and…
Extending from Soldier Summit in the north to Interstate 70 in the south, the Wasatch…
What I did was illegal. In 1955, I was living in California, married, when my “kid”…
Joe Blaustein took photos out the window of the pensione’s fifth floor. “Dawn was hardly…