September 19-20, 2014- I made the short drive from Salt Palace to the Utah State Capitol complex, on the Friday afternoon of the the convention. Like many Capitol buildings, Utah’s is built in the style of ancient
Greece and Rome, with a cupola in the middle. It is smaller than some, but every bit as majestic in its approach.
The area was deserted, save for a lone young Native American man, who had planted himself in front of the central vantage point for photographing the building. Thus, everyone who wanted such a photo would have to include him in the shot, or at least ask his leave, before photographing. I had no such designs, and chose the northeastern angle for making my photograph. Some days, I’m more isolationist than others.
Across the street are the Old Salt Lake City Hall, and the 18th Ward Chapel. Mormons refer to their “parishes” as “wards”. The ward building was moved here from further down the hill, so as to make room for a larger civic project, while preserving the older building.
A two-sided memorial to the Mormon pioneers is also on the Capitol grounds.
As another reader pointed out yesterday, Mormon families are especially proud of ancestors who were pioneers that pulled a hand cart, in the process of settlement. I set my vehicle towards one more night at Wasatch Inn, and a fish dinner at Coachmans.
The next day, once the Convention was officially over, I forewent a post-convention concert, and headed for home. One stop was left, at the well-lit LDS temple in Manti, a small, but thriving farming community, about two hours south of Salt Lake City.
I learned immense amounts of information during those three days, all of it practical. Essential oils will loom large in my life, over the next several years.