Category Archives: Salt Lake Stories

Summer In The City

[Final Draft] CHAPTER EIGHTEEN – SUMMER IN THE CITY With my future employment assured in Tacoma, I turned my attention to the new experience of home ownership. Our south-facing house, in the terraced neighborhood known as The Avenues, took the … Continue reading

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Summer in the City — iii

[First draft] With the walls painted, I rented a sander and got to work on the floor. The unwieldy contraption moved across the wood with all the finesse of a pneumatic jackhammer. The rental was for 48 hours. Two days … Continue reading

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Summer in the City — ii

[First Draft] “Two hundred dollars for a week,” the hardware store clerk said as we walked towards the back where rentals were kept. “Of course, you could just use hot water and soak the paper off. Get it wet enough, … Continue reading

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Summer In The City — i

[First Draft] With my future employment assured in Tacoma, I turned my attention to the new experience of home ownership. Our south-facing house, in the terraced neighborhood known as The Avenues, took the full brunt of Salt Lake’s high desert … Continue reading

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Get A Job

In March, Al decided to start looking for a job. “A real job,” he said. “The money from Kaiser’s going to run out by August, September at the latest.” A shudder bubbled through my heart as I asked, “Where?” I had another year left … Continue reading

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All In All Is All We Are

It’s a job for him, this skiing. Every day around 8 he heads back to the garage on the alley and disappears in his yellow VW bus. He comes back at 4, 4:30. The routine is reassuring. He heads downstairs, … Continue reading

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All In All Is All We Are – iii

[First Draft, cont’d] “Everybody’s talking about where they’re going next year, after graduation.” Al had Jet in a headlock, the Golden loving every second of his master’s attention.             “And…” I said.             “And, I don’t know what I want yet. I … Continue reading

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All In All Is All We Are — ii

[First draft] It’s a job for him, this skiing. Every day around 8 he heads back to the garage on the alley and disappears in his yellow VW bus. He comes back at 4, 4:30. The routine is reassuring. He … Continue reading

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All In All Is All We Are — i

[First draft] It’s a job for him, this skiing. Every day around 8 he heads back to the garage on the alley and disappears in his yellow VW bus. He comes back at 4, 4:30. The routine is reassuring. He … Continue reading

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Snowbird Tram

[Final Draft] Sliding down towards the Snowbird Mall at 2 PM, I skidded to a stop, the snow spray blown to my right by a stiff wind howling upvalley. A mini tornado of food wrappers swirled nearby as I unclipped … Continue reading

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