Robert Kirby: Utah’s state bird? Please, let’s stop being so gull-ible.

For Father’s Day, my family went boating at Willard Bay. Perfect weather, great water, and a loose gathering of blood relations that can still mostly tolerate one another. It didn’t go off without problems, though.It was supremely relaxing. Designated as the camp monitor, I spent my day watching a collection of empty chairs and a weathered picnic table loaded with food and wet towels.While the rest of the family went out on the boat, I read, dozed and threw rocks at some of the most