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Feature Fall 2013 Winter 2011 Winter 2015
It’s good to be back at BYU. There’s not another campus in the world that I have visited half as often as BYU. For many years, EY has been the number one employer of BYU students, and most years BYU has been the number one source of candidates for EY. It’s a wonderful two-way relationship.
It seems like only a few years ago that I sat where you are sitting. I was an English major, and that meant that I liked reading and writing. It also meant that I had no idea what I was going to do with my career.
The Sound of Music swept the box office, Martin Luther King Jr. led thousands to Alabama’s capital, and the first commercial satellite launched into orbit. The year was 1965, and the BYU MPA students of the inaugural class were collecting their diplomas and preparing to embody the credo “Enter to learn; go forth to serve.”
When comedian Jim Gaffigan takes his young brood on vacation, it’s usually in a giant tour bus between stops on his North American touring circuit. The sleep-deprived father of five, with kids ages one through eight, is best known for his riffs on iconic American food products. But these days it’s his daily observations on parenting that draw the biggest laughs.
Recently appointed as dean, Lee Perry has lofty aspirations for the Marriott School.
Capturing the spirit of the season—and the good-natured personalities of the deans—the Marriott School’s Christmas cards have delighted friends, colleagues, and school supporters for nearly fifteen years.
There’s no better way to hone business skills—and experience a  new culture—than working abroad.
It was an April evening in 1964. J. Willard Marriott had been chosen to receive the coveted Exemplary Manhood Award—the most distinguished award given by BYU students to a person of their choosing.
Marriott School students and NAC members discuss an ethical dilemma as part of the school’s second annual Business Ethics Case, held in conjunction with the NAC Fall Conference.
What is your calling in life? I have asked that question to hundreds of students. Usually, it creates a lot of anxiety. Worrying about what to do with your life can feel like a personal crisis that doesn’t go away. 
The Kentwood Crusaders were so close. Only one game stood between the girls team and advancement to the national high school rugby championship. “You’ve worked for this all year,” the coach barked. “You’re ready.” Softening her voice, she continued, “But no matter what happens on that field, I want you to remember one thing: ‘No reserves, no retreats, and no regrets.’”