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Fall 2011 Winter 2007
Think of it as the barcode’s hip, tech-savvy cousin. QR (quick response) codes allow users to scan a black-and-white box with their smartphones and instantly link to data, videos, music, or a bevy of other knowledge.
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.
It’s an often thankless job with bad hours and few days off. Running a home and keeping a family going may not require a board of directors, but that doesn’t mean it’s not demanding.
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. 
A painted papier-mâché mask with a lively hodgepodge of primary colors and an obvious grin sits quietly in a Marriott School office, bearing an uncanny resemblance to the professor sitting only a few feet away. 
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.
Sumptuous. Decadent. Delightful.  Few words could more adequately describe a box of Lula’s Chocolates. Neatly perched inside each mahogany-colored package await aromatic round crèmes, salted caramels, square truffles, and nuts cloaked with melt-in-your-mouth cocoa. 
Adrenaline pumping, Brandon Barnes, an accounting student from San Antonio, jumped into action as the race car squealed to a stop. As classmates worked to quickly remove a tire, he stood ready with the replacement.
Last year, Kim Clark, then dean of Harvard Business School, talked about how he learned to ride the high country with his father when he was a boy in Southern Utah. He emphasized how being on the tops of the mountains allowed a person to see the broad vistas of life.
THIS IS THE FIRST OF A THREE-PART SERIES FOCUSING ON ECONOMIC SELF-RELIANCE. THE NEXT ARTICLE, IN THE SUMMER 2007 ISSUE, WILL HIGHLIGHT MICROFRANCHISING.
How the Marriott School Gives Future Professors a Head Start
Born in Salt Lake City, young Kay Whitmore spent his teenage years working away from home—at a fish cannery in Alaska, a dude ranch in Arizona, and a slaughterhouse in Utah. Little did those close to him know he would rise to lead Kodak, one of the world’s largest multinational corporations.
If you ask Jesse Crisler what he remembers most from a recent morning news program, you may be surprised. It wasn’t the celebrity guests, popular host, or sports beat. What stands out in his mind is a question the host asked his guest. It went something like this: “In lieu of this situation, what would be your take on the issue?”