Jerry Earl Johnston
Recent Articles by Jerry Earl Johnston
Published: Wednesday, September 30, 2015 3:25 pm MDT
The common touch is like a sense of humor. You have it or you don’t. And pretending to have it makes matters worse. That common touch may be a reason the Savior chose fishermen instead of Pharisees to fol...
Published: Friday, September 25, 2015 4:38 pm MDT
If you’re ever in Seattle, and if you’re ever down on Broadway for a stroll, stroll into the little Quest Bookshop. It’s small but pressure packed.
Published: Wednesday, September 16, 2015 2:57 pm MDT
I have to believe there’s still a place in the handcart company for guys like me, the guy who looks back with longing. I'm the guy who remembers things — things others have forgotten. And I remember...
Published: Friday, September 11, 2015 5:13 pm MDT
Today we celebrate Peach Days in Brigham City. Our legendary Fruit Way will be “moving a lot of product” today. And my 66 years have taught me that fruit and people have a lot in common.
Published: Friday, August 28, 2015 5:15 pm MDT
Something about seeing special souls stays with a person forever. And I would love to see Pope Francis, the man who, like a spiritual Hercules, is lifting the entire Catholic Church. Perhaps one day I will.
Published: Wednesday, August 19, 2015 2:30 pm MDT
Last weekend, my wife and I went to see “Once I Was a Beehive,” a coming-of-age comedy that’s all the “buzz.” I was expecting a salt-of-the-earth conversion story. What I got was a...
Published: Saturday, August 15, 2015 12:23 am MDT
The ovation went on and on.Michael Ballam had just sung “The Impossible Dream” from Utah Festival Opera’s “Man of La Mancha” and — true to form — he refused to break ...
Published: Wednesday, August 5, 2015 4:41 pm MDT
Pahrump, Nevada, sits in the doorway to Death Valley. And the town has been known to hit 117 degrees in the shade during the summer.But right now I’m in a Pahrump parking lot thinking about Christmas.
Published: Friday, July 31, 2015 5:27 pm MDT
What got me through my latest ordeal were all the people who wouldn’t let me droop. I was determined to feel morose, but they wouldn’t hear of it.
Published: Wednesday, July 8, 2015 3:42 pm MDT
The kids were painting their faces when little Rebecca Kohl emerged with a red, white and blue “peace sign” covering her face. For me, it was like seeing a purple cow. I’d never seen a patriot...