Nomadic. Storyteller. Soul searcher. Experience hungry. Music carnivore. Dreamer of better things. They call me H.C. You can find stories about my travels, stories from my decades on earth, and thoughts about why the world turns in our vast universe.
Toting around three kids on an overcast and cool day in May, looking for a way to kill some time. I thought “should I try the Utah State Capital?”
I didn’t want to become “that” Uncle. You know the one that drags you to boring places that kids have no interest in whatsoever.
Luckily, that didn’t happen. The State capital is a beautiful building, inside and out. It feels like a museum, full of fascinating history about the State, and the building of the Capital itself, which was completed in 1912.
The kids found their local Representative offices, a statue of Philo T. Farnsworth, the founder of Television and coincidentally a relative of theirs, and learned all kinds of interesting facts about Utah.
“Is this where Trump will live?”
I smiled and shook my head no, and thought…
at least they are interested in learning about how our country works in regards to laws and policies.