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Chapter 11: University of Utah


                   In September 1938, my brother Sam left on a mission to Great
            Britain. Gord and I were the lone children at home. It presented a nice
            advantage to me – I no longer had to compete with Sam to borrow the
            family car for dates.
                   In junior high school and high school I had been plagued with
            throat infections and sinusitis. At Sam’s missionary farewell, Dr. Rich
            Bryner was present. I took the opportunity to ask him to remove my
            tonsils using local anesthetic only. He agreed. The following Saturday I
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            wards and I still had a hoarse voice when I enrolled at the University of
            Utah a week later, but at least the tonsils were gone.
                   My Dad had always expressed great admiration for successful
            business and professional men of his acquaintanceship who had “lifted
            themselves up by their bootstraps.” Often these men had come from
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            way through college. No one in the Holmes family ever doubted that
            they would need a college education. While my parents had helped my
            sisters and Sam with their college expenses, I was determined to make
            it on my own. Living at home, my parents supplied food and shelter. I
            was determined not to accept money from my parents for my college
            education and I didn’t ever.
                   In retrospect, it is clear to me that my attitude towards a univer-
            sity education included a basic error. University courses in my mind
            had little application to one’s life work. To me, getting through the uni-
            versity was like the obstacles a cross-country runner encounters in the
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            me, life would really begin after graduation. Because I was always in a
            hurry, I took 18 credit hours almost every quarter. This was the maxi-
            mum allowed.
                   My tentative plan in entering college was to be a doctor (obvi-
            ously, I recognized the importance of post-graduate studies and their

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