Craig Burton

I was driving around Scottsdale the last few days, finishing up stuff before we move back to Utah. It was 106 degrees outside. I saw a very funny bumper sticker:

“If you want to live in a different country where the church runs the government: Move to Utah”

I am not saying Utah is without its problems. But I am happy to be back home with my family and roots. Judith and I left 5 years ago to go take care of her aging mother—Loretta is gone—we have been gone—we are back.

We drove all day and night to get here. It is 5:30 in the morning in late September, I have the window in my hotel room open, it smells like fall in the Rockies. It isn’t 90 degrees outside. Life is grand.