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Thursday, December 31, 2015

Coffee Filters Redux

Here is a post from 2010.  It was one of my favorites.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Coffee Filters

I woke up at 4:17 a.m. I have a 7:30 a.m. phone conference with another lawyer in Salt Lake and some investment bankers in New York. Between now and then and I want to read the online news, read some email and documents related to the phone conference, write in this blog, and have a cup of coffee. Although, coffee is listed last in the list of tasks set forth above, in actuality, the first thing I want to do is make coffee so I can drink a cup while I do the other things. I walked into the kitchen put water in the black Cuisinart coffee maker and looked for the paper cone-shaped coffee filters. There weren’t any. We keep the coffee paraphernalia in a two shelf lazy-susan type of cupboard under the coffee pot. In this cupboard there is creamer, decaf coffee, regular coffee, travel coffee cups, sweetener and there are supposed to be filters. There are no filters. It is now 4:19 a.m. and there are no coffee filters in the coffee paraphernalia cupboard.

We have to have filters somewhere, but where? I look in the food pantry cupboard. I pull everything off the several shelves, guess what? No filters in there. I look in the drawer where we store baggies, garbage sacks etc. Surely there must be coffee filters in there. Oh contrar, there are no filters there. I then thought they must be in the storage pantry in the garage. I walk into the garage, open the pantry cupboard and I see all kinds of stuff in there but I don’t see coffee filters.

When we buy coffee filters at Costco, they come in 500 packs wrapped in clear plastic. You can’t miss them if they are on a shelf. If we buy the filters at a regular grocery store we buy the No. 4 cone-shaped Melitta filters in a green and red box. You know the brand. If you think cone shape coffee filters, you think of that green and red box. Those boxes hold a 100 filters. If you have a boxed stored, its distinctive green and red package is unmistakable. You see that box and you know what’s in it. I can find no green and red box of No.4 Melitta cone-shaped filters anywhere.

A scary thought comes to me, and I mean really scary. I need to wake up the Lovely Sharon (it’s now 4:30 a.m.), and ask her if we have any coffee filters. This is a highly risky thing to do. She does not like to get up early. She was at a birthday party last night attended only by women. Some 50 to 60 women were supposed to be there. Before the party I was told there might be some professional women golfers in attendance since the two birthday ladies were previously professional golfers. I was asleep when she arrived home so I did not hear the details of the party. It occurs to me that if I wake her up at 4:30 to ask if we have any coffee filters, the rest of the day will not go well. But I really would like to make me a cup of coffee. Yesterday’s filter is still in the coffee maker but it is still wet and filled with yesterday’s coffee grounds. There is no way I am gonna do a reuse. There have to be coffee filters somewhere in this house.

I am pacing around bare foot in a tee shirt and boxer shorts. They are nice boxer shorts. Sharon bought them for me for Halloween. They are black silk with ghosts and the words “Boo” printed all over them. Ok forget that, my shorts are not the issue here. The issue is the evasive coffee filters and my emotional dilemma of whether to wake the Lovely Sharon up or not. To be honest, I don’t know what to do. It might be safer to wake up a neighbor at 4:30 to see if they have any filters. But if I do that, I will have to put pants on. I really don’t want to put pants on at 4:30.

No I have three options, (i) wake up the Lovely Sharon, (ii) forget the coffee, or (iii) look one more time. If I go with alternative 1 what would be my strategy? I could tiptoe into the dark bedroom and nudge her awake. I have done this before and I must say, it usually does not go well if it’s before 7:30 a.m. She would not doubt ask “what?” in a sleepy but irritated voice. How would I respond? I guess I could say:

“Are you ok? You must have been having a bad dream? By the way do we have any coffee filters?”

If she was having a bad dream this could work. If she was not having a bad dream, I would be toast. I decide the “wake up” the Lovely Sharon alternative is in fact the worse alternative. I then consider not having coffee. This too is not an acceptable alternative. I decide to make one more search of the garage pantry.

I open the pantry door. I move stuff around, I look behind stuff. I see bottled water, chips, diet coke, crackers, and Fig Newtons. Hey wait, the Lovely Sharon is always hammering on me to eat better but yet I discover a hidden stash of Fig Newton cookies in the garage pantry behind a six pack of Perrier water. Maybe I “should” wake her up and discuss the Fig Newtons. What is she going to say?

“They are not mine. Someone must have broken into the garage and left them.”

I don’t think so, but I decide to let the Fig Newton issue alone and keep searching.

I see something. It’s not the Costco plastic package of filters nor is it the green and red Melitta box of filters. It’s an orange box of something. There are actually two identical orange boxes of something. The same size and shape as the Melitta box. I pick one up and read the label- Connaisseur # 4 cone coffee filters. There is a happy looking sun printed on the box. I know just how it feels. I now feel happy too.

I go back into the house and make the coffee. All things are right in Mudville. Now, on to reading the morning online news. Have a good day.

Monday, December 28, 2015

Stein Eriksen

Utah’s own, Stein Eriksen has passed away. The following is from the Salt Lake Tribune:

Utah ski legend Stein Eriksen died Sunday at his home in Park City, surrounded by his family, Deer Valley Resort said in a statement. Eriksen was 88.

Known for decades for his impeccable style and panache on skis, Eriksen won the gold medal in giant slalom and the silver in slalom at the 1952 Winter Olympics in his hometown of Oslo, Norway. After winning three gold medals at the World Championships in Sweden in 1954, he immigrated to the United States, working in Colorado, Vermont, California and Michigan before helping to develop Park City Mountain Resort.

He then became director of skiing at Deer Valley, where he served in the role for more than 35 years. A five-star lodge at the resort is named in his honor.

People kind of step aside when they see him coming. They don't do that with other people," longtime friend Jim Gaddis said in 2009, himself as a national champion racer for the University of Utah. 

"They'll say, 'There goes Stein.' People want to watch him. It's just amazing."

Considered a founder of modern skiing, Eriksen developed a forward somersault that is credited as the forerunner of the inverted aerials performed by freestyle skiers today, the resort said.

Eriksen's "celebrity charisma created a special ambiance whether within the Lodge, our restaurant or out on the mountain, that was warm and inviting," said Dennis Suskind, president of Stein Eriksen Lodge, in the resort's statement. "He was a real friend and will be missed."

"Stein has been an integral part of the Deer Valley family since the resort's inception and his presence on the mountain will be profoundly missed," said Bob Wheaton, Deer Valley president and general manager. "His influence in the ski industry and at this resort was infinite and his legacy will always be a fundamental aspect of Deer Valley."

Dear Stein, rest in peace.

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Bodies in Fridges

The Lovely Sharon and I have 3 refrigerator's; two in Salt Lake and one in Palm Desert.  We use it, like most people to store food that needs to be refrigerated or frozen.  However, I have run a cross several on-line newspaper articles about bodies in fridges.  Here are some of the chilling stories:

SANTA ANA, Calif. (AP) — Authorities say the body of a woman found inside a refrigerator in a Santa Ana garage last week had been there for over a year. The Orange County Register reports ( ) Santa Ana police Cpl. Anthony Bertagna says a couple who placed the body in the fridge told police the woman was Ricarda Reyes-Villalobos, a relative from Mexico under their care. They claimed they didn't report her death to authorities because of their immigration status.

The body was found Dec. 17 by a homeowner who had been cleaning the garage.The couple had been renting the garage before moving out in September. They told police they put the woman's body in the refrigerator when she died in August 2014. The Orange County coroner has not yet identified the body.

Another One
The body found inside an unplugged refrigerator in the backyard of a San Fernando Valley home that was doubling as a marijuana grow-house has been identified as a 30-year-old man from Van Nuys. Andranik Tadzhikyan was probably in the fridge for days, said homicide Det. Richard Wheeler of the Los Angeles Police Department. It appeared the Tadzhikyan had been killed sometime in the last week, then stuffed inside the fridge, he said Officers were called to the home in the 11000 block of Runnymede Street about 5:30 a.m. Sunday by the property manager, who had received an anonymous call that there was a body on the lot, Wheeler said.While checking the house, police found more than 100 marijuana plants and equipment for a grow operation, he said. There have been no arrests, but detectives believe they’ve identified the people who ran the operation and are looking into whether they are responsible for the body in the fridge.

Another One

Homicide investigators were responding to a South Los Angeles apartment after a man's body was found inside a refrigerator on Tuesday, according to LAPD.   Police were on scene where a body was found in a fridge in South L.A. on Nov. 10, 2015.  Workers were inside an apartment building in the 600 block of West 57th Street when they found the dead body about 10 a.m., according to Officer Mike Lopez with the Los Angeles Police Department’s Media Relations Section.

The victim was a man in his 40s, according to LAPD South Bureau homicide Detective Chris Barling, who was at the scene.  The gruesome find was made in an upstairs unit of a four-plex. There were no signs of forced entry or of a struggle in the home, from which a man had recently been evicted, authorities on scene said.

"There's no obvious signs of a gunshot wound or a stabbing, so we're still trying to determine what caused that death," Barling said. "It's suspicious enough that we're going to treat as a homicide investigation until further information comes to light to where we can really determine what caused his death."

 The man who lived in the home had not been identified, nor had the victim. It was not clear if or how they were linked -- or if they were the same person.  The body was discovered by workers who clear out homes where the residents have been evicted, Barling said.

Merry Christmas

Friday, December 25, 2015

Christmas Eve in Palm Desert

Christmas Eve in Palm Deseret.  One of my favorite things.  The Lovely Sharon and I went for a 5 mile morning walk that was delayed by non-fat lattes at the Coffee Bean on El Paseo.   As we walked down El Paseo (Palm’s Desert’s premier shopping street), we looked in the shop and gallery windows at the Christmas treasuries and the works of art wishing we were rich and famous and not just famous. Ok I know we are neither rich nor famous but I like that line.

The sun was out, the sky was blue and there were lots of colorful flowers. A far cry from a snowy morning in Salt Lake.  After our walk, we had breakfast at Spike’s restaurant at Ironwood Country Club.  It was nice to eat breakfast as various friends came into Spike’s for a coffee or something to eat.  One of the best part of being at the Club is the interaction with our club member friends.

After breakfast we watched some Christmas movies and I took a nap.  My favorite part of Christmas in Palm Desert is to have some down time, time to golf, time to shop and time to nap.

At 4:00 we went to an annual Christmas open house at the Murphy’s.  We enjoy the open house every Christmas Eve, and enjoy the cocktails and dinner.  We enjoyed talking to old friends and meeting new friends.

We rushed from the Murphy’s house to 6:00 Mass at Sacred Heart.  We arrived 30 minutes early, just in time to find a seat in the Church.  From 5:30 to 6:00 there was beautiful Christmas music played and the congregation was invited to sing along.  The Mass was beautiful and I was filled with Christmas Spirit and joy.

After Church, the Lovely Sharon and I had Christmas Eve dinner at Pacifica.  She had lobster tail and I had scallops.  We shared a nice bottle of Biale vineyard red wine.

As I lie in bed, I thought about Christmas and family and my beloved wife, the Lovely Sharon. Christmas in Palm Desert, no snow but my favorite place to be.

Sacred Heart Church Christmas Eve

Sunday, December 20, 2015

Christmas Spirit

On Tuesday December 15, 2015, I took Trax to work.  Trax is the commuter train that runs throughout Salt Lake County.   I live some 20 miles from my office and I usually drive to work.  However, Monday December 14th it snowed in Salt Lake.  I mean it really snowed.  It snowed throughout the night and it snowed all day.  I must have had 15 inches or snow on my yard when I got home from work Monday evening.  Being the smart fellow that I am, I hired some guys to shovel my sidewalks and driveway.

When I left for work Monday morning, I thought about taking Trax but I drove to work.  It was a difficult and treacherous commute.  It took me at least twice the amount of time as it normally takes.  It was a prime example of white knuckle driving.  Unable to stop, I slid through a couple of intersections on the slick roads covered with ice and deep snow.  Luckily, I left for work at 5:30 am and there were not many cars on the road.  I was relieved to get to work in one piece and without a crash.

Monday night the forecast was for more snow on Tuesday.  I made the decision before bed that I would take Trax to work on Tuesday.

Our house is about a three minute drive from the Trax end of the line station in Draper, Utah.  Tuesday morning I was at the Trax station by 5:00.  It was snowing hard when I walked from my car to the train platform.  Although I was bundled in a long coat, a scarf, gloves and a fedora, it was cold, snowy and dark.  I was glad when the trained arrived so I could board and get out of the snow. I took the second or third train of the morning.  There only 4 or 5 of us on the train when it left the Draper station.
It was dark and snowy throughout our journey to downtown Salt Lake.  As we pulled into each station. More passengers, covered in snow and looking cold, boarded the train.  Every new passenger seemed relieved to get out of the snow and onto the train. No one seemed to have a smile on their face, only a look of relief to be out of the weather.

 I sat alone, since the train is not all that crowded at the time of morning.  As I tried to see out the window looking for recognizable landmarks in the dark, I began to wonder why I did not take the train the day before.  I concluded it was a dumb decision to drive. The snow on my black fedora started to melt as we rumbled down the tracks to the City and I started to warm up.

After about 45 minutes, the train stopped at the downtown Gallivan station.  This is a stop on Main Street between 200 and 300 South, adjacent to Salt Lake’s Gallivan Plaza, a downtown plaza with an outdoor ice skating rink and concert stage. 

As I got off the train I stood for a moment to look around.  It was beautiful. Snow was falling; big white flakes from a dark sky. The snow was piled up everywhere. Everything was covered in a pristine blanket of white.  The only sound was the sound of the train moving off to the next stop.  The street lights and street decorations were lit up.  I crossed to the east side of Main Street and passed by KUTV, a local TV station and through the ground floor window of the news room I could see Ron, Mary and Debbie from behind as they were brightly lit up doing the early morning news and weather.  After I passed the TV news window I could see the Christmas lights of the Gallivan Center. Festive holiday lights in contrast to the white snow.

As I walked through the block to my law office I was filled, for the first time this season, with the excitement of Christmas.  I thought about the Lovely Sharon, who was no doubt asleep in a warm bed in Palm Desert, California. I thought about Son Alex and my mother.  I thought about my father and the fact that this was the first time in my life that I would not see him or talk to him during the Christmas holidays. I thought about how much I missed him since his death in the autumn.

I felt like singing, Silent Night or O Holy Night or at least say something out loud to acknowledge my new found Christmas Joy and Christmas Spirit but I kept quiet and continued on to my office. 
It was a good day at work, normal stuff- phone conferences with clients, reviewing and writing contracts, and lunch with some financial planners.  But during the day I kept looking out of my office window at the snowy city below.  From time to time the clouds would move and I could see the Wasatch Mountains looking beautiful in their whiteness.

After work, I took the train back home.  It was crowded and people were talking or reading or listening to something on their head phones.  I pulled out my cell phone and looked through pictures of the grandkids and the Lovely Sharon. I was still thinking about Christmas.

From My Office 

From the Trax station Tuesday afternoon

My Back Deck Tuesday Afternoon

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Humming Bird

I have posted pictures of humming birds before.  Too bad, I am posting again.  The following three pictures are the same humming bird taken on my back patio in Palm Desert on November 7, 2015.  I was standing in the same place for each shot, I just took the pictures with different zoom lengths.  I was about four feet from the bird.  This humming bird hung out on the patio all weekend.  Later I sat down in a patio on chair and he flew about 2 feet from my face and we looked at each other eye-to-eye for 5 or 6 seconds as he hovered in the air.

The humming birds at my Utah house are different than the Palm Desert humming birds.  The Utah birds are somewhat bigger and seem less friendly - they are more standoffish.

I love his purple color.  His front is white and his back is green.

I think his name is Paul.

Saturday, October 3, 2015

Jordan River Parkway - Utah

The Lovely Sharon and I have been walking different sections of the Jordan River Parkway this summer.  The Jordan River Parkway is a walking/biking path that follows the Jordan River which flows some 40 miles from Utah Lake in Utah County, State of Utah to the Great Salt Lake in Salt Lake County.  The Lovely Sharon and I have walked from around 15000 South to 4400 South in Salt Lake County.  We have also walked a 7 mile stretch in Utah County. We have seen colorful kayaks on the river and have seen our friends Mike and Shar riding their bikes on the path,

                Normally, the Lovely Sharon and I will park our car at a trail head and walk 3 to 3 ½ miles one way and then return to our car so our total walk is about 6-7 miles.   The Parkway is a beautiful nature walk through an urban area.  In our walks we have seen beavers, deer and a wide variety of birds and water fowl.  The Lovely Sharon and I usually each take a camera and take lots of photos. 

                The Jordan River Parkway website has maps broken into various segments with symbols for trail heads and mileage.  The Parkway meanders through five or six golf courses including Thanksgiving Point, River Bend, River Oaks, Murray Parkway, Meadow Brook and Glendale. The web address is:

                We have parked 7 or 8 times at 12600 South and walked south to 15000 South or walked north to 10600 South.  Other walks started at the following trail heads:

                10600 South
                9000  South
                7800 South
                5900 South.

                Each segment that we have walked has its own character and beauty.  Here are some of the photos that I have taken on our walks:

This is by River Oaks Golf Course

This is between 12600 South and Bangerter Highway

This is between 7800 South and 5900 South

This is about 6000 South

I do not remember exactly where this is

This is about  10000 South

The Lovely Sharon taking pictures of birds


Near River Oak Golf Course

I bet my nephew Tim Avery would know what kind of bird this is.  We see lots of these birds around 13200 South

This is about 13600 South

It is hard to tell, but this is a beaver

This pond is off of the river around 5600 South

The Lovely Sharon and I have learned to love the Jordan River Parkway. if you get a chance, take a walk or a bike ride.

Monday, May 25, 2015

Memorial Day - James L Belliston, Jr. of Nephi, Utah

I am writing this on Memorial Day.  A day to celebrate and honor those who have passed before us and particularly those men and women who have served our country in the army, the navy, the air force , the marines and the coast guard. Those who have served in the military, whether they died during service or they came home from their wars and died at some point later in life, they are true American heroes.  I respect them, I admire them and I am thankful for their service.  Even if the war in which they served was not popular, these men and women of the military did their duty for their country,  I should say our country, sacrificing their lives, physical and emotional health and just normal civilian living such as going to school, starting families and starting professions. 

Yesterday I thought about something I did in October 22 years ago.  For my 40th birthday in October 1992, I went to Amsterdam, Belgium and Luxembourg.  On my birthday, October 22nd, I was in Luxembourg.  I visited the American Military Cemetery in Luxembourg.  I walked the rows of white crosses and Stars of David, each with the name of soldier killed in action in World War II.

Here are some details about the cemetery:

Dedicated 1960
Location Luxembourg
Burials 5,076
Missing in Action 371
Acres 50.50

Many of these soldiers died in the Battle of the Bulge.  Here is a blurb about the Battle of the Bulge from Wikipedia:

The Battle of the Bulge (16 December 1944 – 25 January 1945) was a major German offensive campaign launched through the densely forested Ardennes region of Wallonia in Belgium, France, and Luxembourg on the Western Front toward the end of World War II in Europe. The surprise attack caught the Allied forces completely off guard. United States forces bore the brunt of the attack and incurred their highest casualties for any operation during the war. The battle also severely depleted Germany's armored forces on the western front which Germany was largely unable to replace. German personnel and Luftwaffe aircraft also sustained heavy losses.The Germans' initial attack included 200,000 men, 340 tanks and 280 other tracked vehicles. Between 67,200 and 100,000 of their men were killed, missing or wounded.For the Americans, 610,000 men were involved in the battle, of whom 89,000 were casualties, including up to 19,000 killed.   It was the largest and bloodiest battle fought by the United States in World War II

As I was walking through the rows of crosses, I grew misty eyed as I read the names of men or should I say boys, who died at age 17,  19, 19, 20 and 21.  Certainly there were older men who were laid to rest there but it seems that most were so young.   Each was someone’s son, or brother or father or husband or friend.  It struck me that day that each cross or Star of David was not just a white memorial but was the representation of a hero that had his own story of life, love, family, friends and tragic death.

As I walked the rows  of crosses and stars  there were tears in my eyes.  Eventually I came upon a white stone cross of a 21 year old man from Nephi, Utah. I was stunned, Nephi is a small town some 90 miles south of Salt Lake City.  Here in this quiet cemetery in Luxembourg some 5,200 miles from Nephi,was a 21 year old soldier who died in the Battle of the Bulge.  As I read his name and traced my fingers on the engraved letters on his memorial cross, I wondered about him, his family, his death.  I thought about him for some time after that trip but then, like most things, the memory of that day was confined to the recesses of my mind. 

The Lovely Sharon and I are going to Europe this summer and we will spend a day or so in Luxembourg.   A few days ago I was thinking about our upcoming trip.   I thought about the Luxembourg cemetery and I thought about this man from Nephi,  Who was he?  I did a google search and found the following from the Salt Lake Tribune:



Pfc. James L. Belliston, formerly reported missing in action, has been designated killed in action Jan. 26 in Germany.  Holder of the silver star for gallantry in action, Pfc. Belliston entered the army in August, 1943, and was assigned overseas a year later. A native of Nephi, he was graduated from Juab high school at Nephi prior to entering the services.

Survivors include his mother, Mrs. Alberta Belliston, Nephi, who is spending the winter at San Diego, Cal.; two brothers, Alan Belliston, Nephi, and Walter J. Belliston, San Diego, and a sister, Mrs. Rose Mary Miller, Piqua, O.

James L. Belliston, Jr.
ID: 39918969
Entered the Service From: Juab County, Utah
Rank: Private First Class
Service: U.S. Army, 376th Infantry Regiment, 94th Infantry Division
Died: Friday, January 26, 1945
Buried at: Luxembourg American Cemetery
Awards: Silver Star, Purple Heart

Note: Entered the service from Utah.
Burial:  Luxembourg American Cemetery and Memorial
Hamm, Luxembourg, Luxembourg
Plot: Plot: E Row: 13 Grave: 54

Here he was, James L. Bellinston, Jr. from Nephi, UT, buried in the Luxembourg American Cemetery, Plot E., Row 13, grave 54.   An American hero, Silver Star and Purple Heart.  This man from Nephi, who in the service of our country, died at age 21 in the Battle of the Bulge.  Just reading the Salt Lake Tribune article makes me cry.  If he had lived, what difference might there be in the world.  Would he had been a wonderful husband or father?  Would he have been the mayor of Nephi, an inventor, a farmer?  Who knows?

James Belliston, 70 years after your death, I wonder about you, I admire you and I thank you.

Monday, May 18, 2015

The University of Utah

Last Thursday, my son Alex presented his Master Thesis in an event that is called an oral defense of the Master Thesis.  The event took place at room 215 at Orson Spencer Hall (“OSH”) at the University of Utah (the “U”).  The staring time was 3:30 in the afternoon.  I arrived around 2:30 and I decided to walk around the campus.  I finished under graduate school at the U in 1974 and I finished law school in December 1976.  Most of my visits to the campus since graduation have been to the basketball arena, the football stadium, the book store, the library and the law school.  This day, I walked through the student union building, I walked into the new library (at least it is new to me) and I walked into the new business school building.  I walked into OSH where I had almost all of my political science classes (my major) as an undergraduate.  

Back then I was involved as an intern at the Hinckley Institute.  I worked on the 1972 Wayne Owens US Congressional Campaign for about 5 months.  Wayne won that election and then won several more a few years later.  He was on the House Watergate committee in 1972-1973.  Wayne was always a hero of mine from 1972 to his untimely death in December 2002 in Tel Aviv, Israel.  Wayne was actively involved in the Mid-East Peace process for several years before his death.  I always wondered if his death was really natural causes or some intentional act by some person.  Wayne actually officed, in an of counsel position, with one of my previous law firms – Wilkins Oritt & Headman.

I was also an intern in the Utah State Senate in 1973.

The door to the Hinckley Institute was open and I walked in and talked to some of the staff. They were very welcoming to me an old timer.

After my visit to the Hinckley Institute, I found room 215 and was proud to sit for almost an hour while Alex made his presentation.  I thought he was terrific. I cannot tell you how proud I was of him.  I sat with his mother Debbie (a wonderful mother) and Alex’s stepfather Alan (a fine man).

Alex graduated from the U.  I have two nieces (terrific people) both of whom graduated from the U.
I remember when Alex was in high school, his mother and I took him and two of his buddies to a BB King concert in the basketball arena.  When BB King died a few days ago, I thought back to the concert.  We sat on the front row to watch the amazing Mr. King.  The three boys (all of who loved the guitar) loved the concert and sitting so close was a dream come true for all of us.

The U has a beautiful campus filled with new buildings, middle aged buildings and old buildings.  I have I always loved the environment of the U.  Walking around last week made me thing about all the studying I did, the classes I attended and the things I learned.  It made me think of plays and concerts, speeches and travelogues.  It made me thinks of the Museum of Art and the Natural History Museum.

My time at the U helped make me the person and the lawyer I am today.  I was lucky to attend and I am proud to be an alumnus.   The campus is almost 1,600 acres in size and is stretched out on foothills of the Wasatch Mountains on the east side of downtown Salt Lake City.  From my desk on the 11th floor of 111 East Broadway, Salt Lake City, I am looking directly at U campus.  I can see the football stadium, the new six story law school that is almost completed, the Behavioral Science Building, the med school and many other of the taller buildings.

My time at the U helped make me the person I am today.  I was lucky to attend and I am proud to be an alumnus.   “Who am I sir, a Utah Man am I”.

Friday, April 3, 2015


I have been busy the last month or so and have not posted much on this blog.  Here a few random thoughts about current events and things that I have had going on in life

1.       Two weekends ago was the 11th Wedding Anniversary of the Lovely Sharon and I.  It is hard to believe that we have been married for 11 years.  It seems like it has been only 4 or 5 years.  Life with the Lovely Sharon has been fun, interesting, challenging and fulfilling.  I am lucky to be her husband.

2.       My law firm merged with another law firm and we moved locations.  My law firm name is now Cohne Kinghorn.  I enjoy my new office and enjoy my new law partners.

3.       Spring has arrived and its time to do some yard work. I do some of the work and I have yard guys to some of the work.  I feel guilty of I don’t do some of the work. 

4.       I saw on Facebook that my cousin Chandra had a birthday.  Chandra is a special person with a terrific husband. 

5.       The plane crash in the French Alps was horrific.  How sad for the families

6.       President Obama was in Utah yesterday and today.  I think it is wonderful to have the President of the United States in our state. 

7.       The original version of the Indiana Religious Freedom has been revised.  What were they thinking?

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Sunday Musings

It’ is getting close to the official first day of spring.  The last several days have been beautiful in Salt Lake City.  Blue Sky, no clouds and fairly warm for this time of year.  I went for nice walks Friday afternoon and Saturday (yesterday).  I hope for another walk today. 
I went to church this morning and then out for breakfast on my own at Johanna’s. I had the diet biscuits and country gravy with sausage on the side.  I might be wrong, it might not have been the diet breakfast.  It was mighty tasty, accompanied by a cold glass of milk.

My backyard needs to be spring cleaned.  There are limbs that need to be picked up.  They fell off the trees over the winter and lie like skeletons on the ground waiting to be picked up for a proper burial.  I suppose I should put on some yard work clothes and shoes, a pair of glove and get out there and pick them up.  But frankly I don’t feel like doing that today. I need to pay my bills, clean the bathroom and do a load of wash.

The Lovely Sharon is in Palm Desert.  As I write, this she is at the La Quinta Art Festival.  I asked her to send me a couple of photos of some of the art work.  The La Quinta art festival is probably my favorite art festival in the desert.  I wish I was with her meandering through the paintings, photos, sculptures and jewelry. Sounds a lot more interesting than picking up dead limbs in the back yard.  Although picking up limbs is cheaper than buying art work.  She sent me the following picture.  We actually have three sculptures by the artist who did this car.

Well I think I will go for that walk now.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Things I Like

I am usually upbeat and I get a lot of joy and pleasure from things, sights and people around me.  Like every one, on some days or at sometimes I feel blue, but I try to stay upbeat.  There are many things that no matter how many times I see them, I still pleasure out of seeing them. Here are a few:

The Chrysler Building in New York

Spanish Steps in Rome

Cypress Point Golf Course

The Lovely Sharon’

Golden Gate Bridge

Looking up Hole No. 1 on Ironwood Country Club’s South Course

 Humming Birds

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Tampico Restaurant - Salt Lake City

From the time I was in high school through the early 1980’s I frequently went to dinner at the Tampico Restaurant, a Mexican restaurant in downtown Salt Lake City.  I loved the place.  It was on a quiet street between Main Street and State Street between First South and Second South.  I came across the following article in today’s Salt Lake Tribune.  Interestingly, the street the Tampico was located on was part of Salt Lake City's red light district.  Yes good old Salt Lake City had ladies of the night in the old days and it still does.

The article can be found on the Trib’s website at:

Here is the article:

It was something out of the ordinary for many Salt Lakers following World War II: a meal of tacos or enchiladas.  As the war ended, the Tampico restaurant opened downtown, tucked away somewhat anonymously on Regent Street. But it soon became a landmark for Utah Anglos smitten by its flavorful Tex­Mex fare. Some believe it was the first Mexican restaurant in Salt Lake City. Certainly, it was one of the first such dining spots frequented by the overwhelmingly white population.

It was known as a place where families and friends could dine for reasonable prices. And although it wasn't fancy, the atmosphere seemed authentic to those who could only imagine the ambience south of the border. The Regent Street of the 1940s represented a big change for what until the 1930s had been known as Commerce Street.

Dating back to about 1870, Commerce Street served as Salt Lake City's red light district. At one time, brothels occupied the same address — if not the same structure — where the no­frills building that housed the Tampico was built at 167 S. Regent St.

Although it was small and plain on the outside, the interior was large and meandering. Tile­topped tables illuminated by hanging lamps dominated the dim atmosphere.

The menu was built for the American palate — not too spicy. Tacos and cheese enchiladas were favorites.

John Loumis bought the place in 1946 and operated it until 1988. By then, he'd added two other locations, one of them in Sugar House. But those additions didn't compare with the original for longtime customers.

Just across the street from the old Newspaper Agency Corp. printing presses and around the corner from the Main Street location of The Salt Lake Tribune, Tampico's tacos and enchiladas served as staples for night­shift newspaper reporters, editors and pressmen.

But the eatery also had a regular clientele spread across the Wasatch Front that kept coming back even when the restaurant scene in Salt Lake City had grown more sophisticated. The building was named a National Historic Site in 1982. Upon closing the restaurant, Loomis sold the building to the Newspaper Agency Corp. Regent Street is about to undergo another renaissance with the coming of the Eccles Theater. City planners want to see new restaurants and clubs on Regent Street between 100 South and 200 South.

A new time has come again for the old Commerce Street, but old-­timers may still conjure up the flavor the Tampico added to the neighborhood.

These ladies are just the type to have eaten at the Tampico.  From back to front:

Terry, Cathy, Shar and the Lovely Sharon

Sunday, January 25, 2015

More Black and White Photos

If you have read this blog before you know that I am a fan of black and white photos.  Especially from the 1930's, 1940's, and 1950's.   Here are a few more photos have recently found on the Internet. I don't know who took these photos but I like them.

A romantic sophisticated night on the town. This is a woman that would be fun to take out for cocktails at New York's Rainbow Room or San Francisco's Redwood Room.You don't see many capes these days.

I like her shoes. I am a shoe guy.  I like to pick out shoes for the Lovely Sharon and for myself. Just in case you wonder, I wear men's shoes.  The woman on our right looks angry as she watches the woman in the sunglasses walk by.

 From the movie "La Dolce Vita".  This is Anita Ekberg  who recently died.  What a bombshell.  In the old days, people even got dressed up to frolic in public fountains.

These days you never see women get all dressed up to go on a bike ride.  Now women and men put on uniforms that makes everyone look as though they are riding in the Tour La France. These ladies look like they are having fun. I wonder if this is Paris- Tuileries Gardens?

I have no clue what this is - Dead, Asleep, Passed Out- who knows. The room is cluttered and there is a man's coat in the background. On the far right is a foot pedal sewing machine.

The swim suits from the old days were just as sexy as today's thongs.

Might be a group of college kids on break from class enjoying a sunny day. Two of the girls have tennis rackets.

It was nice when people dressed up.  I member when I was a boy and went to down town Salt Lake with my mother and sister.  We all got dressed up.  We generally ate lunch at Auerbachs Department Store.  I always ordered fish and chips.   Sadly, Auerbach's has been gone for many years.  I am also a fan of hats for men and women.  I have 7 or 8 nice fedora's.  The Lovely Sharon looks great in hats.  I wish she would wear them more often.

More Hats

More hats.  Each woman is crossing her legs the same way

People gossiped, even in yesteryear.

I am thankful that today men wear longer swimsuits

Now that's a flannel suit.

I hope you enjoyed these photos as much as I do. I will find some more black and white photos and post them soon.