I have decided to get back together with winter. We have been broken up for years, but I think it’s time I take the first step to rekindle our relationship. I once enjoyed the season, or at least ...
Mothers-to-be need to hear the good news first
See what you have to look forward to.” That phrase generally denotes a positive aspect of the future — something you might hope to experience. Take, for example, the scenario of two men engaged in...
Holiday mixing of families a first test for betrothed
Driving into Salt Lake City Monday evening for a screening of the new “A Christmas Carol” movie, I couldn’t help but notice how dark the sky was. Daylight Savings Time had ended and it was as if s...
Halloween Grinch uses holiday to get women, watch slasher films
The older I get, the more I don’t really care to dress up in some costume for Halloween. Don’t get me wrong though, Halloween does have its advantages — more on that later. My first ever memory of...
Exercise value of golf is questionable
People do some amazing things nowadays. They compete in marathons, triathlons, Ragnar Relays and race across continents. Sometimes a pair of tough guys will lock themselves in a cage and fight to ...
From Scouting exec to journalist involved familiar leap of faith
I was asked the other day about how I was enjoying my conversion from Boy Scout executive to journalist. For those of you who haven’t been following my career over the years, I joined the Transcr...
Halloween costumes let adults have childhood back for a day
I don’t remember exactly how old I was when my parents forbade me from trick-or-treating because I was too old — the point at which I also stopped dressing up for Halloween. But since that time, I...
One question I’ve been asked often since I started working at the Transcript is “Whose side are you on?” Sometimes people ask directly. Sometimes they beat around the bush. Do I support Grantsvill...
While traveling through Kamas en route to another weekend camping trip in the mountains, and a quest to avoid letting summer fade out all too soon, I noticed a remarkable number of adolescents comb...
I’ve had difficulty concentrating this week. Every few minutes my eye catches a glimmer of light off a gorgeous black diamond ring that now occupies the ring finger on my left hand. I left for a we...
My father Gayle Watson, 84, from Grantsville, has been a musician his whole life, played drums in jazz bands for nearly 50 years, and plays the piano by ear. Back in the day, we would play a song f...
A few months ago, I received a notice that my name had been selected as a potential jury member. I had to answer a few questions about myself and my availability for jury duty, and send the form ba...
As I was driving east on I-80 through the Salt Lake Valley Friday evening on my way to Heber City, I began to grow excited for the upcoming football season. Grantsville’s opener against Wasatch w...
It’s a routine I’ve become accustomed to over the past two and a half years: waking up early — currently it’s 5:20 a.m. — and getting on the road by 6:15 so I can get to work by 7:15. I am what is...
To the left of my desk at the Transcript-Bulletin office are two photos of my pride and joy: a 3-year-old miniature Dachshund named Beatrix Kiddo. On my right is a small, silver-colored wiener dog ...