I am a passenger on a red bus that rolls through downtown San Diego, where my license plates are on the bus window.
I am born in Utah and have a Utah ID.
My parents are Salt Lake County residents.
I live in a city with a large population of residents born in the state of Utah.
When I was a kid, my parents took me to a parade and a concert and I think they really appreciated it because they came up with all these cool things to do for me.
I was raised in a very Mormon family.
My dad is a Mormon and my mom is a Baptist.
When you have that much history in your family, you kind of get a sense of pride in that.
So, when you see these things, it’s a little bit of a surreal thing.
It’s sort of an ode to being Mormon and being from Utah.
There are some weird things happening.
A couple of people are driving through and it kind of freaks me out.
They are driving around with this license plate and it’s like, “Is that real?
Do they know what it means?”
I have a hard time understanding what they are doing.
The bus stops are not the only weird things that have happened in the area of Salt Lake.
The people who live there have been living in an encampment for months, and they are getting more and more agitated about this, because they are in this encampment now.
They say they are tired of being evicted, and that they are fed up with the city trying to evict them.
It seems to be a bit of an epidemic that people are not happy with the way things are happening in the city of Salt Lakes.
I don’t know how you keep up with this kind of thing, but you can find more on the Salt Lake Tribune.