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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.”
A human resources consultant describes the situation as “the worst.”
I recently watched a report on CNN that said more than 40 percent of American households have credit card debt of $5,000 to $20,000, and more than 3 percent of U.S. households carry credit card debt of more than $40,000.
When Traci Stathis' client mentioned he was soon going on a two-week vacation to Florida, she supposed he wouldn't be available to review drafts or give feedback on their brochure.
Anytime the topic of new product innovation is raised, it’s guaranteed that someone inevitably will bring up . . . Apple’s iPod.
The steel is up, the floors are being poured, and despite several snowstorms, the Tanner Building Addition is on schedule for completion next fall.
On 23 December 1999 there was a poor man in Kansas City looking for some warm winter clothing in a Salvation Army thrift shop. He had seventy-five cents in his pocket. Suddenly someone approached him from behind and said, “Excuse me.”
The tour begins with a Superman print by pop artist Andy Warhol. Next comes a painting by Jasper Johns. Then, a splashy, thirty-eight-foot mural by abstract expressionist Sam Francis.
For nearly two decades, Eric Olsen was solidly employed as a manager in the high-tech sector. But, last year his employment streak ended when he and 1.7 million other Americans were laid off.1 
Nothing in the economic corner of our culture elicits more collective fascination than the stock market. Media attention, conventional wisdom, parental advice, folklore, and scandal all seem to work overtime when it comes to “the market.” U.S. equity markets at the dawn of the twenty-first century are unique in terms of the broad participation of individual citizens—both the wealthy and middle class. 
Most people who work for the Financial Accounting Standards Board (FASB) leave with the same going-away gift: a frame containing all the covers of the standards they helped publish while there.