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On the popular TV show Gilmore Girls, the two main characters—Lorelai and her daughter, Rory—are best known for their fast talking and vast pop culture knowledge. Watching even one episode will overwhelm you with references to everything and everyone, from Donna Reed to the hit broadway show Hamilton and back again.
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I recently went through a pretty significant breakup. Significant because over the course of the relationship, there were several times when I believed this was it—this was the guy, and I was done looking. I am not going to get into the details of our breakup, but I will say it ended mutually and kindly and with plenty of sadness on both of our parts.
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My favorite Christmas tradition growing up was celebrating Christmas Eve with my German grandma, who we called Oma. Every year, we would eat lots of good food that she lovingly cooked for us, unwrap her presents for her, and play music on a variety of instruments.
Looking for something to watch this weekend? Check out these six documentaries about Latter-day Saints trying to let their light so shine. From a rock star convert to a presidential candidate, you’ll love these fascinating documentaries.
For more information on this topic read “Only upon the Principles of Righteousness,” by Larry Y. Wilson, Ensign, May 2012, 103.
Did Abraham Lincoln read the Book of Mormon? The Lincoln Hypothesis reveals documented evidence that Abraham Lincoln did, in fact, check out the Book of Mormon as he struggled with making some of the most critical decisions of his presidency. Did he read it? Did it influence him? Was the Book of Mormon a key factor in Lincoln's success and the healing of a nation? This is a perfect gift for the history buff within every dad.
Sparks. Over and over again just sparks. I sat on my makeshift camping chair (a large, fallen branch) for two hours striking “flint” (a rock I found in the woods) with my steel buffalo striker, rubbing my knuckles raw, and nothing.
One late August afternoon years ago when I lived in Connecticut, I was driving on one of the innumerable semi-rural roads flanked by endless trees. The summer light accented the trees, creating highlights of green so vivid that my eyes could scarcely take in the view.