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I've never been one to exalt when good things happen. It's been many years since even my youngest child was born, so I barely remember the celebration after each arrived. Since each were early-morning babies, it's likely any celebration was short-lived and that, by afternoon, I was in the office looking for typos, mostly mine. I'm happy when the University of Utah football team wins a big game, and I jump up and down (in my mind) when a big play occurs. I've been sincerely happy when people at
City Weekly are given accolades or otherwise called out for an accomplishment of some sort. Me and euphoric happiness, though, are not first cousins.