Showing posts with label Salt Lake City. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Salt Lake City. Show all posts

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Family Reunion in Salt Lake City





In Salt Lake City I had a wonderful reunion with my wife and six children (including our son-in-law--he was disappointed that I had not brought him an accordian, but was happy with the replacement gift: a bulava). My wife and four of our children met me at the airport with a welcoming sign. We traveled to our home, where we were joined by our married (and very pregnant) daughter and her husband and had a sweet visit lasting several hours.

It is good to be home.

Journey Home: New York to Salt Lake City


The final leg of my journey took me on a nighttime Delta flight to Salt Lake City from JFK airport. I found myself sitting next to Elder Shtrbachka, a young man from Novisad, Serbia who is one of the first full-time LDS missionaries from that Balkan country. He will serve for the next two years in the Utah Salt Lake City North Mission. A member of the LDS Church for only nineteen months, I was impressed with his intelligence, good humor and courage.


After eating dinner on the plane, I was able to sleep for about four hours before landing in Salt Lake City just before midnight. Thus ends my journey of more than ten thousand miles.

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Clearing the Decks

On this my last day in court before my great Ukrainian adventure, I worked in chambers in the morning dealing with a number of last minute matters given to me by the clerks. From mid morning through late afternoon I handled a moderately large calendar of about 120 criminal and miscellaneous arraignments. These were mostly retail theft, assault and numerous minor offenses. I did handle two domestic violence and child abuse cases, with the defendants in custody. One of the defense attorneys was checking his calendar to schedule a disposition hearing in December and apologized that he was unavailable because he was taking his wife on a trip to Central America. He said, "But I would gladly trade places with you and go to Russia, Judge." We have arranged for a substitute judge to handle any emergency matters halfway through my trip.

The temperature in Salt Lake City today is in the 60's, with clear blue skies and the trees bedecked in bright fall colors. I have high windows in my courtroom, letting in all of that warm sunlight. Beyond the windows is a park where there are frequently football or lacrosse games in progress during the last hour or so of the court day. Sometimes I look out over the spectators in the courtroom and marvel at the unusually rapt attention they are giving me. Then I turn around and realize that someone is scoring a goal. The next twenty-four hours will be a shock. The weather forecast for Kyiv is rain on Friday and Saturday and snow on Sunday, with the highs below 35 degrees Fahrenheit. I intend to dress warmly.

I should finish my trials by 4:30 p.m. Tonight, I will finish my packing, and try to get a good nights sleep so that I can arise early to get to the airport.