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The return on wellness programs is worth the investment, but organizations still have a hard time getting people fully engaged. New BYU Marriott research digs into which incentives are tied to the best wellness outcomes.
The blow-by-blow on how to promote peace in the workplace and negotiate through conflict.
Of the approximately one thousand cars, trucks, and SUVs on display at last year’s Los Angeles Auto Show, not one car featured the distinctive blue and silver logo of the Swedish automaker Volvo. Instead, visitors to the Volvo booth found a curiously empty stage, a banner that read, “Don’t buy our cars,” and a warm invitation to explore the company’s new subscription service, Care by Volvo.
BYU is a special place. I go to a lot of universities, and there is nowhere else like this. I grew up here on this campus. My father was part of the BYU Marriott faculty for thirty years. There isn’t one part of the Tanner Building that doesn’t have a Smith mark on it somewhere.
It’s been twenty-five years  since BYU’s School of Management was rechristened in honor of J. Willard and Alice S.  Marriott. To celebrate the silver anniversary, seven couples recount how their time in the Tanner Building paid the ultimate dividend: a life of wedded bliss.
It’s striking that even in 2013 more than one billion people around the world live in conditions with no access to electricity. That means they have no heat for their homes and nothing to cook their food on. They do not have the ability to clean their water or to refrigerate medicines. They don’t have hospitals.
When advertisers think right, they’re right on.
I was very fortunate to attend Brigham Young University. I graduated with a master’s degree in accounting, and I’m not sure I was really aware at the time of what a great education I had received. When I entered BYU I wanted to play football, but once I began taking accounting and business classes at the Marriott School, I realized I had much better prospects in accounting. 
At some point today you will type a phrase into Google’s search engine. A few seconds later, you’ll start scrolling through results. Chances are you’re going to click on one of the top links. And just like you, millions of people across the globe will be doing the same thing, entering other search terms into Google, Bing, or Yahoo! and clicking on whatever comes up first.
Not long after putting their pencils down on the last bubble sheet, many Marriott School students say good-bye to their final exams and to Y Mountain, leaving Provo in pursuit of internships and experience. 
Former associate dean W. Steve Albrecht shares his experience as president of the Japan Tokyo Mission during the 2011 earthquake.
In 1961 a gallon of gas cost thirty cents, JFK was president, and Barbie was first introduced to Ken. And in the basement of the Jesse Knight Building something groundbreaking was happening: the BYU MBA was born.
It added a slice of humor to Cherie Jones’ day when a co-worker spilled an entire Big Gulp on her keyboard. “I was totally laughing,” she recalls. Her co-worker wasn’t. Jones, a 2001 MAcc graduate and business tax auditor for Loudon County, Virginia, says her colleague panicked as she searched for napkins to salvage the keyboard. Big Gulp or deli sandwich, Jones’ co-worker isn’t the only one whose workstation doubles as an eatery.
At all levels of government, we need more men and women who are willing to speak the truth, face the facts, take a long-term perspective, and prepare our country and its citizens. Many of these challenges are unprecedented in size, scope, complexity, and potential impact.
David Truscott is a do-it-yourself kind of guy. The Washington state native builds his own furniture, does his own home remodeling, and handcrafts violins that fetch upward of $3,000 apiece. What’s more, the violin maker and auditor recently developed an international supply chain that is expected to boost instrument production to nearly $250,000 this year. Not bad for a twenty-four-year-old.