In Memory of Professor Eugene Clark


On this Christmas day, I wanted to take a moment to reflect on a professor who has had a profound impact on my academic path and life in general.

I just learned that Eugene Clark, one of the most amazing science teachers and incredible human beings I’ve ever had the opportunity to cross paths with in my life, has just passed away. He’s had a huge impact on my education. I took three concurrent enrollment classes (classes registered through a local university for college credit) from him in high school, and a couple of geology classes from him at BYU. I remember him most fondly for making the football players in my high school geology class carry me on field trips when I was recovering from foot surgeries. For his hand-made de-motivational posters and his wry sense of humor. For driving a motorcycle to work instead of a car to save fuel and leave a better impact on the environment. For encouraging young men and young women to be respectful of one another, and for advocating and teaching a sense of profundity in co-educational teamwork. And for his testimony of the Gospel in the little things he mentioned like how he and his wife liked to go to the temple for date nights to do sealings.

He cared so much about his students’ individual learning needs and instilled a love of physics, engineering, astronomy, and geology in me that has enriched my life. In his physics class in high school, I got to work with a team of other students to build, and fire shot puts from, a life-size working trebuchet. Going to Costa Rica with a high school class to learn about volcanoes and hike through rain forests was a life-changing experience for me. He encouraged me to pursue geology at BYU and to apply for a department scholarship that eased the burden of educational expenses my first semester. If he hadn’t invited me to work as a teaching assistant for some of his labs at BYU, I might not have made the push through my social anxiety to build confidence in teaching content I had already learned to others.

As I have applied to graduate schools many times in more recent years since graduating from BYU, he has always been willing to write letters of recommendation for me whenever I’ve asked him. This year when I reached out, I learned from his daughter that he came home early from an LDS mission he and his wife were serving and has been battling cancer for the better part of this year. I have learned that he passed away just a few days ago. I, and many students whom this man has taught over the years, will sorely miss him. His humble and sincere influence for good in our lives is beyond measure.

Brother Clark, thank you for all that you have done for us many, many students, and God be with you ’til we all meet again.

Things I’m Grateful For


My 29th birthday was on Sunday, and today is Thanksgiving Holiday in the U.S. It has been an amazing year for me, full of unexpected ups and downs as well as adventures and opportunities. I participated on panels at LTUE, the World Horror Convention, and Salt Lake Comic Con, among other wonderful events once more, to mingle with and learn from all my favorite local authors and creators. My little sister married her sweetheart in the Provo City Center Temple. I retook the GRE this summer, and I’m in the process of applying to graduate schools again. I have a lot to be grateful for, and I feel very blessed. I am especially grateful for the opportunity I have had to serve as the Relief Society secretary in my LDS young single adult’s ward since June. I have grown so much in this time, and I have learned so much from fellow presidency members as well as the sweet, strong, incredible women in my ward.

The weekly responsibilities I have related to this calling made my birthday this year a special one indeed–and my fellow RS presidency members brought a few things to our pre-church meeting to celebrate with me. Thanks to Lauren for the pumpkin pie and whipped cream, Emily for the delicious chocolate cupcake, and Carlie for driving us to and from our stake training at 7:30 in the morning on Sunday. I love you three–thank you for making my morning special while we talked about ward activities and needs. I’m also grateful for Brooke and Marisa, whom I served with in this presidency for just a few months. I learned so much from you. I love serving all the sisters in my ward (we call each other “brothers” and “sisters” at church) with this crew of wonderful leaders, and I am so honored that I have the opportunity to visit with you, teach you, learn from you, be your friend, and help run our Relief Society on Sundays and support your activities during the week.

I also want to thank my mom and dad for preparing a delicious dinner on my birthday, and for the family members who celebrated with me. To all my friends who sent me a message, spent time with me, or gave me a hug on my birthday, thank you so much for your kind and thoughtful words. I’m lucky to know you and have you in my life.

May everyone enjoy feasts of family, friendship, and good food today!

Happy Thanksgiving!

A Reverence For Bones

Depictions of skulls and bones in artwork are common, especially during the Halloween season when we celebrate the things that most terrify us. Often, portrayals of the barest human and animal remains are associated with death, fierceness, or foreboding. What’s unusual is to find skeletal art that invites us to consider the once-living or the otherworldly in a reverent, uplifting way–as a reflection of life and the glory of living processes rather than focusing on fear, disgust, and suffering. Almost no one does a better job of deriving positive significance and beauty from bones than scientists who study them.

At Salt Lake Comic Con last weekend, I came across a rather interesting booth that, at first glance, appeared to display photographs of various animal skeletons. Companies who manufacture high-quality fossil casts sometimes come to these events, and I thought perhaps these were advertisements for such. After taking a closer look, I realized these images were not photographs but digital renderings. With some inquiry, I came to discover that the booth represented a laboratory at the Idaho Museum of Natural History which has set up an ambitious project of digitally imaging fossil and archaeological bone collections to make specimens more widely available for educational and public perusal.

The skilled “digitization specialists” of the Idaho Virtualization Laboratory appeared to enjoy not only expanding their digital archive, but also manipulating the 3D images to re-imagine fantastical creatures like dragons (using dinosaur skulls, of course), mermaids, a steampunk orca, and the mythical Pan. All images invite us to literally flesh out and imagine these creatures as they might have appeared in life–if they were real.

Here are some of the creative images they came up with, available on their Facebook and Pintrest pages:



My favorite image they put together, which I bought as a poster, was something more simple and realistic that resonated close to my heart: a Neanderthal gazing at a skull of Paranthropus boisei (an older relative on the human evolutionary tree), with a modern human skull sitting next to it. On the lab’s Pintrest page, the image bears this description: “As no post on this page is quite complete without a little sciencey 3D model action, here is a Neanderthal contemplating his past, present, and future.” If you look closely, you’ll see that the rocky outcrop behind him is also a zoomed-in cross section of bone.


As human beings, we have powerful minds. We can use our imaginations both to solve mysteries about things that really happen, and to create new things that have never existed before. I love science because it teaches us that knowledge is power. Wisdom is mankind’s flashlight, rendering harmless the shadows of the unknown. Exploration and discovery give us more choices and control over our environment, chasing away fear, doubt, and misconceptions.

I’ve heard people joke that paleontologists, anatomists, and even doctors must be psychos because, to some extent or other, we “love playing with dead things.” The difference between the mad scientists who will grace our television screens or fill our spooky story indulgences this season, and reality, is that true science inspires and advocates a deep reverence for life. When science loses its reverence for life, it ceases to be science. Thus, as a natural scientist myself, I hold immense awe and respect for bones and the extinct life they represent, from which I have had the opportunity to learn and to contemplate worlds past time and again.

To learn more about the Idaho Virtualization Laboratory, check out these links to their website and social media pages: