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Details on DABC ‘Deep Dive’

By City Watch

An interview Tuesday with DABC director Sal Petilos and Kristin Cox, director of the Governor’s Office of Management and Budget, gave a deeper look into the recently concluded review of the troubled Department of Alcoholic Beverage Control.

So far, despite a GRAMA records request by Salt Lake magazine, very little has been made public of the the far-reaching probe into the agency’s operations and work culture. Only a one-page summary of what Cox called a “deep dive” into the DABC’s operations—including interviewing more than 120 DABC employees has surfaced.

 

Here are some highlights of the interview:

— Gov. Gary Herbert will propose in his state budget a restoration of the $500,000 cut from the DABC last year. He will also ask for additional funding for the agency. “There will be more money in the budget for compensation,” says Cox, and additional money for operations and “more soldiers on the ground, more man-slash-woman power.” Sen. Jerry Stevenson, who will be the Legislature’s point man on alcohol proposals, told Salt Lake magazine that he also supports restoring the cuts and increasing DABC’s budget.

Those expenditures, of course, will have to be approved by the Legislature.

— The controversial policy of putting one manager over two or more liquor stores will NOT be changed, Cox says: “We stand by the position to consolidate positions—but not unless you also change some of the business practices to streamline management. If you free up what managers do, consolidation is sustainable.”

— Managers will have more input into the DABC’s centralized ordering system that many customers say has reduced the selection to mainly “value-priced” wines and liquors. How much say remains to be seen because store managers will have to convince Petilos of the benefit of their change requests.

— Though many DABC employees and critics say real change is impossible as long as Petilos and his regional managers remain in place, Cox says Petilos, at least, will stay on the job. “I have confidence in Sal’s commitment to employees. I don’t question it,” she says. “Sal is sincere.”

— But the open assistant director position, critical to the DABC’s operations, is about to be filled—and Cox says that person should win the trust of the employees. Former Assistant Director Tom Zdunich resigned at the height of the DABC controversy last summer. “Tom’s gone,” Cox says. “Let’s be honest—I don’t know if I agree with everyone—but he was a point of contention. You are going to have someone new in there with a significant impact on operations and culture.”

— The replacement for Zdunich is being vetted by a panel that includes a representative from the restaurant industry (Gastronomy), a DABC Commissioner, a DABC store manager, a member of Cox’s team and Petilos.

Cox says the changes will take time to play out: “You can come back to us in three months and we can show you some outcomes.”

Winter Market at Rio Grande

By City Watch
The holidays are almost here, and with them comes a series of family feasts. Lucky for you, the Winter Market at Rio Grande will soon provide you with all of the best ingredients for your upcoming meals.

 

Season three of the market will begin on Nov. 7. at the Rio Grande Depot, 300 S Rio Grande St., and will come to town for 13 alternating Saturdays through the month of April. More than 60 local vendors will offer a wide selection of local and specialty products, with everything from wild sustainable seafood to lamb and pork from natural meat purveyors.

 

Make sure not to miss the first few markets, as vendors will offer produce from the last harvest of the season.

The market will go from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. each time it is held.

For more information, or to find out which vendors will be at the market, clickhere.

Local First Utah’s Leaders Circle Featuring Jennifer Castle

By City Watch

This Friday, Salt Lake Mag cover girl and chef/photographer extraordinaire Jennifer Castle will have her first ever photography show, at Local First Utah’s Leaders Circle event.

Castle is the co-owner of Hell’s Backbone Grill in Boulder, UT, along with Blake Spalding. The restaurant has received praise from The New York Times andThe Wall Street Journal, among other high-profile publications for its delectable cuisine. When she’s not at the Grill, she can be found behind the camera (or in front of it), photographing landscapes and taking self portraits.

While you’re perusing her photos at the gallery, you’ll have the chance to sample recipes from her and Spalding’s soon-to-be-released cookbook, This Immeasurable Place, which can be pre-ordered at the event. And if you happen to have your copy of their last book, Measure of Grace, on hand, they’ll be happy to acquiesce to any requests for autographs.

The event will also feature paintings from the Utah Watercolor Society’s 2015 Art & The Park Event at Capitol Reef National Park, as well as tastings of the locally made Black Feather whiskey, which is not yet available to the public.

So to check out some art, sample some food and meet Jennifer Castle, mark your calendars as follows:

When: Friday, Nov. 6 from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m.

Where: Concept Art Gallery

368 W 900 S, Salt Lake City, UT 84101

Price: Free!

Find out a little bit more about Jennifer here, and take a look at her cover girlphotoshoot while you’re at it.

At Home: New Life for the McIntyre Mansion

By City Watch
Through a generous commitment by its new owners and the thoughtful design and careful physical restoration by Capitol Hill Construction, the William H. McIntyre Mansion in Salt Lake’s Avenues neighborhood is radiating a new vibrancy.

We are lucky to have so many interesting historical buildings in Utah. They make for interesting neighborhoods, tie us to the past and the area’s roots, evoke curiosity for how people once lived, and they remind us of the important role of beauty, workmanship, art, and aesthetics in home and building construction—something that can get lost in today’s cost-benefit analyses.

Set just east of the Capitol Building, this home has been a landmark in many couples’ lives as a location for weddings and receptions. Now, it has returned to again be a home for a family and to frame their memories. It’s an especially personal home because of the involvement of the homeowner as the designer for the interiors and as the one who personally selected all the furnishings and accessories. It is alive with care and attention.

It is only by looking at the before images that one can appreciate the depth and detail of Capitol Hill Construction’s efforts. The home is connected room-to-room and through the three floors by a consistency in the level of design, detailing, and lustrous woodwork. Much of the second floor and the entire third floor have been seamlessly recreated. Truly it is spectacular and a major work.

For the photographs, I had to enhance the natural lighting with care to not get too many reflections from the woodwork. The home’s chandeliers and unique light fixtures are an important part of the design, so I chose to photograph them illuminated and adjusted for color shift.

Versus today’s open floorplans, this home consists of many separate rooms along great halls that connect to one another by pocket doors. A challenge was to show the connections without losing the experience of being in the room.

Architectural Photographer Scot Zimmerman features some of his most intriguing and beautiful work every Friday on utahstyleanddesign.com. Make sure to head over to his website, scotzimmermanphotography.com, to see more of his stunning work.

The Art of Man: The Barber Shop at Zuriick

By City Watch

Kit Stiefel gives David Dean a meticulous mustache trim at The Barber Shop at Zuriick. Photo by Adam Finkle.

A man sits alone in the big barber chair under an angular chandelier, the young bespectacled barber moving around him with scissors flashing. It looks more like a scene from a sculpture studio than the usual Norman Rockwell vision of an American barber shop. But a haircut at The Barber Shop at Zuriickis man-styling the modern way.

The Barber Shop started as a single chair operation in the back of a retail store devoted to handmade shoes, hand-knitted beanies and handcrafted glassware. Zuriick’s owner Chad Tovey sees a thread connecting all these elements–you could call it the art of manliness. “Men are spending more time on their whole look than they used to,” says Tovey. “They are appreciating quality and the time it takes to achieve it.” That goes, he says, for everything from tats to shaves.

The barber, Kit Stiefel, is young and more enthusiastic about barbering than one could imagine anyone being. “I always knew I wanted to find a craft, something hands-on,” he says. After trying his hand at paramedic training and bread baking, he apprenticed in a salon and realized that what he liked and was good at is cutting men’s hair. Now, he says, he goes home and watches barbering videos, much to his wife’s frustration.

“There’s a whole community of barbers,” he says, much of it possible because of Instagram, which is how he gets most of his business. He instructs his clients, old and young, as he works, encouraging them to find their natural part, advising them which of the several pomades Zuriick sells would be best in their hair and beard and how to maintain their look once they leave. The Barber Shop has been a big success–so big, that in October, Zuriick expanded the space and added two more chairs and barbers to help out with the demand. Stiefel even offers specialized treatments like the Hangover—a scalp massage, alternating hot and cold towels and a cup of Charming Beard coffee.

This isn’t a Salt Lake phenomenon—all over the US. men are learning to love the man-cave luxury of pampering—scalp massage, hot shaves, razor-cut necklines. “This is the best part,” murmurs the client in the chair as he bends his head slightly and Stiefel scrapes the straight-razor carefully over his neck. Forget you ever saw Sweeney Todd.

875 E. 900 South, SLC, 801-400-2557

Back>>>Read more about the barber shop revolution in Art of Man. 

Back>>>Click here for more articles from our Nov/Dec 2014 issue.

Taking the Cake: Utah Women Take TLC’s “Next Great Baker” by Storm

By City Watch, Eat & Drink

Rox and Kai are not your typical Cake Boss: Next Great Baker contestants.

Originally from the Hawaiian islands, they’re family—a dynamic aunt/niece duo. They’re also entrepreneurs who own their own businesses, warm and engaging, funny and beautiful.

Oh, and another thing—both are self-taught bakers.

Kaiulani was 29 when she discovered her hidden, cake-whispering ways. As a broke single mom trying to find a birthday cake for her 2-year-old daughter, after viewing a couple Youtube tutorials, she decided to try her hand at baking a cake of her own. The result? A beautiful, professional-level fondant-and-buttercream masterpiece that quickly caught the attention of forums and editors around the web.

“I came to the birthday party, and there was just this huge cake. I said, ‘When did you do this?!’ It was her first cake!” gushed Roxanne, who once baked but had since moved on to the world of beauty, starting the Midvale-based salonLava. (At the salon, clients can not only find stylists and aestheticians, but visit to a Peruvian shaman to get rid of negative energy.)

Before being invited to audition for NGB’s third season, Kai started a baking business that specialized in organic, sugar- and gluten-free cheesecakes and cookies (you might remember the delicious goodies from your Sundance Film Festival swag bag), naming the line of treats Kailava. Rox explained the meaning behind the name: “Kai, which is part of her name, in Hawaiian means water. And lava represents that fire and inner passion. It’s about living your passion and your dreams.” As for the healthy status of her treats? “On the show, Buddy did not like that,” laughed Kai. “He likes sugar!”

Not quite making the third season of the show, Kaiulani was invited again to audition for the fourth season, this time landing a spot among the contestants. As the producers of TLC’s Next Great Baker decided to switch up the format, this time pitting teams of two against each other, Kai enlisted the help of her aunt, Rox.

Though they didn’t want to spill too many secrets about the season, both concluded that reality television was a far more bizarre but rewarding experience than either had suspected. Rox recalled, “It was always, ‘What are they going to do next?’ It was always a surprise . . . surprising and stressful.”

Fast-forward three months to the premiere party for the fourth season premiere of Next Great Baker: both Rox and Kai are nervous but excited, neither knowing how their experiences on the show will be manifested on television or how what they’ve said and done will be cut.

The pair’s tight-knit group of friends and family were invited, as were other notable figures in the entertainment industry, such as Kishmere Carter, the designer of Kai and Rox’s uniforms, as well as costume designer for local film and TV faves Unicorn City and Studio C. Also in attendance was Joe Haze, the Los Angeles-based, spiky-haired, reggae-loving music producer for Sublime, Marilyn Mansen and Nine Inch Nails. Another celebrity guest was the handsome Smallywood star Darien Willardson, whom you’d probably recognize from flicks like Storm Rider, Magic Christmas, and the upcomingThe Last Straw. And, of course, Jesus the shaman was there to grace the party with good vibes.

The party may have been studded with local and national celebrities, but the star that really took the cake was (unsurprisingly) the cake. Over three feet tall, pyramid-shaped and boasting the jet-black head of a jaguar, the giant, statuesque sweet showcased the truly remarkable talents of Kai and Rox.

Regardless of the outcome of season four of Next Great Baker, with a supportive circle of family and friends, increased publicity for their growing businesses, and shared memories of the over-the-top baking competition, the Hawaiian beauties have emerged victorious.

Sitting Down with Trevor Hall

By City Watch
Trevor Hall, who recently came to Salt Lake City on the Soulshine tour, sat down with us, eager to discuss his Eastern spiritual philosophy, the writing process for his music and his new, deeply personal album, Chapter of the Forest.

When did you first become interested in music?

My dad was a drummer; music was kind of always around. He had a big old record collection, and I just remember being a kid and pulling out a record. If it had a cool cover on it, I’d put it on the machine and listen to it. We had a piano in our living room. It was just kind of always there.

“From fifth grade on, I couldn’t decide what instrument I would play. I would go and get a horn, then I didn’t want to play the horn anymore. My mom would take me back to the music store and I’d get a bass, and then I didn’t want to play that anymore. I think my excitement and fascination with music is that I just wanted to feel it. There was no point where I was like, ‘This is what I’m going to do with my life!’ It was part of my blood.”

Your music is deeply spiritual, and specifically directed towards Eastern spirituality. How would you explain the relationship between your music and your spiritual beliefs?

“The music is the spiritual, really. For me, there’s Trevor and there’s God, and in between there’s song. The in-between is my way of talking and also my way of listening. Music was my way of opening that door between me and the Great Spirit, and listening to what He or She had to say to me. Song has always provided guidance. If I was ever upset or sad, I would write a sad song. At first it would start out sad, but then it would turn the curve and become this positive song. I’ve always thought that that’s the Eternal Teacher kind of speaking to me and guiding me out of this thing.”

It’s the only time when time just stops. I’m not really thinking about anything. It just is. It’s a powerful thing, you know. I was thinking about this the other day. If you have a [musical] note, is that note and American or Spanish note? It’s neither. Is that note a Christian note or a Muslim note? It’s neither. Is that a female note or is that note a male note? Neither one. Sound is extremely mystical. And I don’t even know what it does, but it does something for me to feel a certain way so I feel just a little bit closer to that Eternal One. That’s why I play music. It’s the connectivity.

Growing up in South Carolina, how did you first discover Eastern spirituality?

Well, in South Carolina it didn’t really happen yet. I remember growing up, when I was a young kid I really liked karate movies. Not so much because of the karate, but because they showed this cool place in the jungle, and there were these monks, and there were these guys practicing this ancient art. As a kid, I was so into that. I kind of see that as, like, that’s karma for my love for India. It didn’t really happen in South Carolina. The food wasn’t there. I was really hungry, but that type of food wasn’t there.

“It happened when I went to boarding school in California for music. I had a teacher there who taught comparative religion. He influenced me there, and also a friend of mine [had a] father who was with this saint in India. I spent the night in his dorm room one night and he had a picture of this saint on the wall. Immediately, it was like a slug to the chest. It was like, ‘I know that person.'”

So later, you pursued that desire by actually going to India?

Yeah, the first time in 2007. And then I just kept on going every year.”

I read somewhere that when you’re not on tour you live as a monk. Is that true?

“Well, I don’t anymore. I got married. And I don’t know about a monk. I mean, I am who I am. I’m a musician, a music man. But yeah, when I wasn’t on the road, I was living in an ashram. I was following the best I could the ashram way of life for around seven years, but I haven’t taken all these crazy vows and shaved my head.”

Earlier, you were talking about deity, and you said, “He or She,” like the Great Spirit. What religion would you categorize yourself as?

“People say stuff like, ‘Oh, you’re a Hindu.’ I don’t even know what the word ‘Hindu’ means. Everything is everything for me. You come to a lake, right? And the Christian goes to the lake and he gets the water in his hands and he calls it water. And the Hindu goes down to the lake and gets the water in his hands and calls it jal. Same water. I’m just living and loving God. If it’s pure and it’s good, I love it. I don’t like to fit into any box, I’m not in any group. When you start a group, it’s ‘us vs. them.’ I’m not against anybody. I’m just sitting here.”

Your music, it’s been played on Shrek the Third, it’s been played on CBS. How have you managed to keep that balance between being true to yourself as a spiritual person and as a musical artist, but at the same time letting your music be accessible enough for the masses to listen, understand, and enjoy?

“It’s not a conscious decision. I don’t think that much when a song is coming out. If I think too much, it kind of ruins the whole process for me. For me, when music is really working well, my mind stops. I’m not thinking, ‘I want this to be a hit song.’ When I am thinking like that, I hate music. It sucks. That’s not what it is for me.

“That’s what this new album Chapter of the Forest is really focused on. I was kind of getting to that spot all the time, like, ‘Music is such a job. I’ve got to get a hit song. What’s my rating? How many likes do I have?’ It was just taking over my brain. And I started to get burned out. So I said, ‘Whoa, we gotta stop. We gotta take a break.’ And so I took a break, and Chapter of the Forest is all about me writing from my heart and trying to get back to that place in music that I love. I’m not thinking too much; the songs come and I share them.”

Learn more about Trevor, listen to his music, and purchase his album attrevorhallmusic.com.

Utah: Land of Secrets

By City Watch

As revelation after revelation spills into the news media about the National Security Agency’s digital spying, the world’s attention can’t help but shift to Utah, home of NSA’s colossal Data Storage Center, a global vortex of phone-tapping, email eavesdropping and all manner of digital snooping.

Everyone from Germany’s Angela Merkel to Utah’s Tea Party wants to know what is going on in the 200,000-square-foot complex of Walmart-esque boxes squatting on the hillside due west of Point of the Mountain. Of course, this being the $1.5 million beating heart of a spy agency, we aren’t meant to know what’s out there—to paraphrase the Roach Motel slogan: Vast amounts of information go in, but none comes out. If it weren’t for Edward Snowden, we wouldn’t know much at all. But the tantalizing bits—including that NSA monitors terrorists’ porn browsing, Internet gamers, and a few employees’ ex-lovers—boggles the imagination.

We know this about the Utah Data Center: It’s architecturally a blot upon the landscape, uses mammoth amounts of electrical power (60 backup diesel generators just in case) and gulps water at a rate of 1.7 million gallons per day to cool the fevered brows of its computers as they snoop on 5 billion phone calls daily. It has a canine corps. (NSA won’t reveal how many dogs, but we can guess their purpose.) The Data Center’s start up last fall was plagued with electrical problems that turned sections into deadly “kill zones.” (Add that to the genetically engineered dogs and you’ve got a climactic Austin Powers scene.)

And we must admit, Utah is the perfect home for NSA’s covert operations. We have a long and celebrated history of keeping all sorts of secrets. Perhaps it’s the dominant culture of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, which has always shrouded its sacred places and rituals in secrecy, and our long relationship with the military-industrial complex. In any case, when it comes to spooky stuff in our midst, Utahns have always adopted a don’t-ask-don’t-tell philosophy (especially if there’s a little economic development involved).

What more could a spy ask for?

1. Enola Gay–Mother of Armageddon 

B-29 Enola Gay and her crew trained in total secrecy in the West Desert before kicking off the nuclear age by dropping the world’s first atom bomb on Hiroshima in 1945. Sure, the Smithsonian Institute got the Enola Gay, herself, but Utah got to keep the box she came in—a weather-beaten hangar.

2. German and Japanese Theme Parks

During World War II, the military built exact replicas of German row houses and a Japanese apartment building at Dugway to test fire bombs. It was a horrible “Three Little Pigs” experiment: “Japanesetown,” made out of wood, has long ago vanished. But the brick-and-plaster Germantown is still out there.

3. Dugway’s Bugs

The military, if they talk about it at all, explains that the labs at Rhode Island-sized Dugway Proving Ground develop “defensive measures” against potential biological attacks. The Army is fuzzy about what or how much bad juju they keep on hand. A guess: anthrax, botulism, encephalitis, typhus, Rift Valley fever and unsightly acne.

4. Indian Tomb

The remains of 84 prehistoric Indians whose bones were discovered when the Great Salt Lake receded in 1990 have been interred in a concrete vault in Emigration Canyon. “Those spirits were wandering aimlessly,” an  Indian leader explained. The exact location is kept quiet, if not secret, to prevent the tomb from being vandalized.

5. The Vault—the Roots of Everyone’s Family Tree

Near the mouth of Little Cottonwood Canyon, carved 600 feet into solid rock, is the Granite Mountain Records Vault, the nuclear blast-proof home of 3.5 billion pages of family history. Ironically, the Vault’s records are probably more secure than the NSA’s. Public access is prohibited, but the LDS church offers a video.

6. Temple Rituals—the Mormon Tradition of Secrecy

No one can argue that the culture of Utah isn’t heavily influenced by the dominant religion. Historically key to the LDS religion are blood/death oaths of secrecy. Up until recently, the secret temple ceremony included the motions of slashing one’s own throat and stomach if one were to reveal the temple’s secrets that can be googled on the Internet. In reality, most Mormons regard the temple ceremonies as not secret, but sacred, and not to be discussed with outsiders.

7. Lost Gold Mines

Legend: Under the Uinta Mountains near Moon Lake (or Utah Lake’s Pelican Point, or the Hurricane Cliffs—take your pick) lie the lost mines of Carre-Shin-Obthat worked by Indians enslaved by the Spanish. The Indians rebelled and went on to slaughter or dismember, Indiana Jones-style, anyone who attempted to enter them. Some myths say that a Ute chief revealed the location to Brigham Young lieutenant Thomas Rhoades who mined the gold for the temple’s Moroni statue.

8. Taliban HQ, 84022

The military reproduced a Taliban mountain lair on Utah Test and Training Range—basically a sophisticated shooting gallery for U.S. and NATO pilots. One of Utah’s unsung attributes is that it looks exactly like Afghanistan (not to mention parts of Iraq and Iran), making military tourism (22,000 sorties annually) to the 19,000-square-mile bombing range a lucrative economic engine. Resembling a low-budget a movie set, the “Taliban camp” includes caves, buildings and mobile launchers complete with dummy missiles.

9. Mountain Meadows Mishap 

In 1857, a group of Arkansas emigrants to California were intercepted near Cedar City by Mormon militia and Indians. The militia massacred 120 emigrants, sparing only 17 children under age 7. “The whole United States rang with its horrors,” Mark Twain wrote. Exactly why it happened and Brigham Young’s role in it was a closely guarded secret that even now is shrouded in mystery. Only one participant, John D. Lee, took the rap, some say to protect the Mormon hierarchy. He was executed.

10. Mormon Catacombs Under Main Street

Underneath downtown Salt Lake, tunnels connect the Temple with the church’s office building and, some say, the Utah Legislature. Reality? The tunnels, dating from 1889, are actually carpeted underground passages. Sorry, no piles of skulls. Golf carts whisk high church leaders about—similar to Florence’s Vasari Corridor used by the Medici, or Bruce Wayne’s Bat Cave.

11. Utah’s UFO

In the 1990s, NASA prepared an environmental impact statement for testing the mysteriously named (if you’re into ‘50s sci-fi) X-33 at Michael Army Air Field at Dugway. The X-33 would be a robot plane capable of flying at 15 times the speed of sound at altitudes of 250,000 feet. Who knows? Maybe it happened.

12. From Area 51 With Love—the Spy Plane That Wasn’t

Shortly after test pilot Ken Collins flew his super-secret A-12 out of Nevada’s Area 51 in 1963, he ran into foul weather. Before Collins knew it, he was dangling from a parachute, drifting down 20 miles south of Wendover near the smoking wreckage of his A-12. Within hours, the Air Force showed up with trucks and bulldozers to “sanitize” the crash site. Hikers in the area still find shards of titanium stamped with “Skunkworks,” the secret name for Lockheed aircraft company.

13. Poison Gas—Syria’s Got Nothing on Utah 

Two years ago, the Tooele Chemical Agent Disposal Facility finished incinerating 14,000 tons of chemical weapons that had been stored there since the 1940s. But nearby (as the mustard agent blows), Dugway Proving Groundkeeps its own stash. We know because it was locked down in 2011 when a vial of VX, the most potent of all nerve agents, went missing. Whether it was found, of course, remains a secret.

14. Little Mountain, Big Boom

Little Mountain Test Facility, a 1,000-acre laboratory for simulating nuclear hardness and survivability of defense systems, lies 15 miles west of Ogden near other facilities where munitions up to the most powerful ICBM rocket motors are tested.

15. Atomic Sheep

1953: Ranchers were moving 2,000 sheep from a winter range near the Nevada Test Site into Southern Utah when they saw the flash from a nuclear explosion—five nuclear bombs were being exploded above ground. By the time the ranchers got to Cedar City, their sheep were dropping dead and lambs were stillborn. A veterinarian found strontium radiation in the sheep’s bone marrow. The Atomic Energy Commission said the sheep died from poor range conditions.

16. Careless Sheep 

1968: 6,000 sheep gamboling in scenic Skull Valley suddenly died in unison. The Army investigated what is known as the Dead Sheep Incident and reported the animals had died from eating pesticide-sprayed vegetation. Three decades later (Utah keeps its secrets), the “pesticide” was identified as VX nerve agent that was sprayed on the sheep from an military plane. The Army paid compensation to the ranchers, but never copped to spraying the nerve gas.

17. Stoner Sheep 

1971: 1,200 sheep grazing near Garrison collapsed and died with blood pouring from their noses. A few weeks earlier, an underground nuke test in Nevada had blown through the ground, sending a radioactive cloud over Utah. Gov. Calvin Rampton argued the sheep would not have died instantly from radiation—instead he hypothesized they expired from eating addictive locoweed.

18. Wild, and dead, horses

1976: A helicopter crew spotted 50 mustangs that apparently “just fell over dead.” Suspicious types said an equine encephalitis germ-warfare agent was behind it. Government investigators concluded the horses died of thirst, even though full water troughs were only a few yards away.

Back>>>Read other stories in our March/April 2014 issue.

Blade Runner

By City Watch

Knifesmith John Ftizen totes a lethal armory of his art. Right: Bowie and  “Frankenstein” knives. Photo by Adam Finkle.

The moment you see John Fitzen, you know this is a guy from another time and place. A time when people shunned lawyers and courts and settled disputes with Bowie knives. A place where Rob Roy or keelboatman Mike Fink would feel right at home.

“Everybody knows me—that guy with the kilt and knives,” shrugs Fitzen, who is built like a tallish dwarf.

That’s the least of Fitzen’s visual impact. Take the accessories. His right hand sports at least three skull rings, plus a skull-motif bracelet; on his left, a couple of Iron Crosses and a knife-fighting wrist band of thick elephant hide.

Fitzen is proud of being a throwback—a master knifesmith who hand-forges Damascus blades that shimmer like a contour map of iron and steel. “It’s my art,” Fitzen says.

It’s an ancient decorative art that requires engraving, wax castings of brass, silver and gold for pommels and elephant ivory (salvaged from old tchotchkes) for handles.

In the folds and recesses of his leather kilt, Fitzen carries a foot-long fighting knife—beautiful in its ferocity, a stubby all-purpose “rhinoceros” blade, a slab-like “Mini Bully” folding knife—and, after rooting around, he dredges up a Goth-black Swiss Army knife, complete with corkscrew.

But Fitzen isn’t a Luddite. Like Indiana Jones, he knows what happens to the guy who brings a knife to a gun fight. Reaching behind his back, Fitzen unholsters an engraved semi-auto pistol. Its slide gleams with dark waves of Damascus steel. If Highlander should happen to appear in Salt Lake, he’ll claim this .45 as his own.

In the unlikely event the .45 jams, Fitzen is packing two stainless-steel .22 magnum derringers and a taser rides on his left hip. On the back of his belt is a telescoping fighting baton.

In all, Fitzen walks around with 13 pounds of fighting steel, and that’s not counting a skull-chain attached to his wallet that could double as a nasty mace.

“I’m not paranoid,” he says, explaining that his personal armory is simply a mobile sample case. “It sells knives for me. People ask me ‘Why do you carry all that?’ By the time I explain it, I end up selling stuff.”

In a Salt Lake shop, Fitzen makes his blades by hand, folding, forging and refolding up to 600 layers of iron and high-carbon steel into feathery layers for strength and a superb edge. His Skull Knives line sell for $200 upwards to $10,000, which makes sense when he shows you a blade forged from an alloy that contains nickel steel from a meteorite.

Above all, Fitzen is a master of sharpening blades—which, as the growing subculture of knife connoisseurs and collectors will tell you, is as important as the blade itself.

“I’m really known for my edges,” Fitzen says, as he sharpens a blade in his cave-like shop. “I get knives sent to me from all over the world to sharpen.”

Fitzen’s business is supported by a convergence of subcultures, including a growing demographic of young guys who are fascinated by blade lore, history and knife combat. They tend to gravitate toward Fitzen’s Bowies (a nasty weapon made famous by Texas legend Jim Bowie) and “Frankenstein” knives (a brutal blade that incorporates bolts reminiscent of the ones in the monster’s neck). Survivalists embrace Bowies as a basic tool: “These knives are like a Roman short sword. You can do anything with these knives—chop a tree down or shave with them,” Fitzen explains.

Another knife market is in the geekdom of Goth and fantasy addicts, who are drawn to the dark glamour of Fitzen’s art. He creates functional beauty that will eviscerate an orc or saber open a champagne bottle.

“A guy came in who said, ‘I’m the King of the Elves. I want to commission a sword from you,’” Fitzen recalls. “I said, sure. Unfortunately, I later found out he didn’t have the elvish magic to pay for it.”

Click here to visit his business, Skull Knives & The Razor’s Edge, online.

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Never Stop: The Story of Huntsman Corporation

By City Watch

Next generation: Jon Huntsman Sr., flanked by Jon Jr., left, and Peter. Photo courtesy of Huntsman Corporation.

Lane Beattie, president and CEO of the Salt Lake Chamber of Commerce, was leading a group pushing an idea they believed would put Utah at the cutting edge in high-tech innovation. In the mid-2000s, they hoped the Utah Science Technology and Research (USTAR) initiative, with funding from the Legislature, would allow the state’s universities to commercialize technologies that would seed start-up businesses and create hundreds of high-paying jobs.

But the group had a problem: Community leaders didn’t grasp USTAR’s forward-leaning concept of melding academics and entrepreneurs into a job-creating machine. “We had a difficult time getting the Utah State Legislature and others involved to see why it was so important to our state,” Beattie recalls.

He turned to Jon M. Huntsman Sr.

“I needed to get some business leaders and legislators to Arizona to see what that state was doing,” Beattie says. “So, I called Jon and asked if we could borrow his private jet.”

Huntsman’s response was quick and typical for him: “Great, when are you going?”

“We took a group of 17 to Phoenix, all on Jon’s dime, for a one-day trip, and they were hooked,” Beattie says. “We wouldn’t have USTAR today without his contribution and support.”

Utahns knows of the Huntsman family philanthropy in cancer research and treatment. But it’s only a part of the family’s impact. “They simply don’t get the credit they deserve for all they’ve done,” says Beattie, whose Chamber named Jon Huntsman a “Giant In Our City” a few years ago. “Jon and Karen are the epitome of strength.”

A Life of Determination

In his worldwide corporation, philanthropic endeavors and his Mormon faith, Jon M. Huntsman Sr. has led a life of determination. Adversity has never stopped him, nor diverted him from the goals beyond business success. The patriarch of the Huntsman clan has always considered work an opportunity and a satisfaction. It’s no surprise he titled his best-selling business bookWinners Never Cheat.

On a chilly late spring afternoon, the fire still burns as the 76-year-old entrepreneur-extreme chats from the family-owned Huntsman Springs resort in Idaho, not far from where he was raised near Blackfoot. “I’ve been working on some ideas for four new companies I’m quite excited about,” he says. “You get those motivations in your youth, and you never stop.”

Though most of the day-to-day running of the multi-billion dollar Huntsman Corporation has passed on to the family’s younger generations, its founder and executive chairman has never slowed down—not even when faced with economic or health challenges, and he’s had his share of the latter: prostate, mouth and two skin cancers—squamous cell carcinoma and melanoma. But in his estimation, it was far worse to watch his daughter, Kathleen, succumb to drug addiction at 44.

Much of the family’s legacy (carried forward with the help of his nine children and his wife of 54 years, Karen Haight Huntsman) is based on Huntsman’s early upbringing. “My father was a school teacher in Thomas, Idaho,” he recalls. “He made $99 a month and we lived in a two-room house. No indoor plumbing for the first five or six years of my life.”

When Blaine Huntsman decided to go back to college at age 40, the family moved to Palo Alto where he attended Stanford University. Student housing consisted of World War II-era Quonset huts, which meant an even more cramped existence for a family of five.

“From seventh grade on, it was my job to provide for all the medical and automobile expenses,” Huntsman remembers. “My brother Blaine and I worked jobs after school and on weekends, and all the money went into a family pot. It was never a regular home—it gave me the determination to never raise my family under those adverse conditions.”

Thinking Inside the Box

In 1961, after graduating from the Wharton School of Finance at the University of Pennsylvania, Huntsman joined Olson Brothers, Inc., an egg-producer in Los Angeles. It was at Olson that he first conceived the idea for a Styrofoam egg carton that revolutionized the egg industry. The seemingly mundane change in egg cartons led to the family’s fortune. By 1970, Huntsman had his own company, Huntsman Container Corporation, in Fullerton, Calif. And in 1974, HCC created the famous “clamshell” container used for decades by McDonald’s. The company also invented 30 other products, including the first disposable plastic dishes. Huntsman does not disclose his wealth, but on its 2010 “World’s Richest Persons” list, Forbes put him at 937. “I learned in those first 10 years in the business world that people can selectively determine what they want in life, or take charge,” Huntsman says. “Work was always very serious, but very enjoyable, and the hours didn’t matter. They still don’t.”

An In-House Board of Directors

Huntsman decided in 1970 that his company’s board of directors would be his children. “They learned how to make decisions on buying businesses and making them work,” he recalls. “Each would be asked to speak at family gatherings, and we all participated as a team. From acquisitions to expansions, each was asked to give his point of view.”

Son Peter Huntsman, the CEO and President of Huntsman Corporation, remembers well being on the board. “He was trying instill in us an idea of inclusiveness, self worth, of being a part of what he was doing.”

Outside the Business Box

Jon Huntsman Sr. also led his family in another direction that has defined the family’s legacy.  “I have always felt it’s important to address the needs of the community,” he says. “Karen and I made the decision we’d be consistent in what we’d give—starting small and then every year giving more and more of our income to charities.” At times, that has meant leveraging personal and professional assets to continue to meet and increase those charitable commitments. “You can never pull back from people who are already suffering and counting on you,” Huntsman says. “When you’ve made that commitment, it’s iron-clad.”

The Huntsman philanthropies include the Huntsman Awards for Education, which honor educators; the Huntsman World Senior Games, which provides athletic competitions for over-50 athletes; and the Huntsman Cancer Institutein Salt Lake City. The globally recognized institute is Jon Huntsman’s passion. As a cancer survivor himself, he has worked tirelessly the past 20 years since he started the ball rolling for the HCI with a $10 million donation to the University of Utah in 1993. That was just the beginning, as the Huntsmans have donated $400 million to the project over the years and helped raise an addition $1 billion through grants and other fund raising efforts. That has allowed the development of a state-of-the-art hospital that provides tens of thousands of chemotherapy sessions and radiation treatments annually. “Jon and Karen Huntsman have completely changed the landscape for cancer care in Utah and around the world,” says Mary Beckerle, CEO and Director of the Institute since 2006. “What we’re accomplishing here is unparalleled around the world. It couldn’t have happened without the benevolence of the Huntsmans.”

Next generation 

The third generation of Huntsmans has begun taking roles in the family business. Peter Huntsman Jr. is moving to Singapore to work on business development for the corporation. A son-in-law of Peter’s, John Calder, is working in business development out of the corporate headquarters in Texas. Along with business opportunities, the Huntsman family has passed on its tradition of philanthropy as well. “We grew up knowing that giving back was a given,” Peter Huntsman says. “We’d be involved in all sorts of things, and we still are. Whatever we made, we’d give back to society.”

“You have to surround yourself with people who believe in what you believe in, ” Jon Huntsman says. “We feel very fortunate that each of our children works hard, and each has been successful in their own way. That’s an indicator that our priorities are in the right place.”

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